Odes 2.17

An oath to Maecenas

by Horace

When Horace has addressed Maecenas before in the odes there has been warmth but distance: the grateful respect and subordination of a (comparatively) poor artist for a patron who is rich, and one of the most powerful public figures of his age. This poem is fundamentally different. The first line brings us up short with what could have been dialogue between an old married couple, and the distance between the two men vanishes, to be replaced by a moving picture of ardent and intimate friendship. No wonder that the ancient “Life” of Horace tells us that Maecenas, at his death, left a request to Augustus to be no less mindful of Horace than he would have been of Maecenas himself. The references to Saturn and applause in the theatre relate to Maecenas’s recovery from an illness from which he had seemed likely to die; Horace’s close shave with the tree is the subject of Ode 2.13, which is also on Pantheon Poets.

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Cur me querelis exanimas tuis?
nec dis amicum est nec mihi te prius
obire, Maecenas, mearum
grande decus columenque rerum.

a, te meae si partem animae rapit
maturior vis, quid moror altera,
nec carus aeque nec superstes
integer? ille dies utramque

ducet ruinam. non ego perfidum
dixi sacramentum ibimus, ibimus,
utcumque praecedes, supremum
carpere iter comites parati.

me nec Chimaerae spiritus igneae
nec si resurgat centimanus Gyas
divellet umquam: sic potenti
Iustitiae placitumque Parcis.

seu Libra seu me Scorpios adspicit
formidolosus pars violentior
natalis horae seu tyrannus
Hesperiae Capricornus undae:

utrumque nostrum incredibili modo
consentit astrum; te Iovis inpio
tutela Saturno refulgens
eripuit volucrisque Fati

tardavit alas, cum populus frequens
laetum theatris ter crepuit sonum;
me truncus inlapsus cerebro,
sustulerat, nisi Faunus ictum

dextra levasset, Mercurialium
custos virorum. reddere victimas
aedemque votivam memento;
nos humilem feriemus agnam.

Why do you terrify me by saying such gloomy things? To die first would be unfriendly both to me and the gods, Maecenas, great glory and keystone of all my affairs! Ah, if some earlier force snatches you, half of my soul, away, why should I linger here as the other half, still alive but no longer whole, nor meaning so much to myself as before? That day will bring the destruction of us both! It was no false oath I swore to you: I shall go, I shall go wherever you precede, prepared to be your comrade on the last journey of all! Neither the breath of the fiery Chimera, nor hundred-handed Gyas should he rise again, will ever tear me from you: such is the will of mighty Justice and of the Fates. Whether it is Libra that looks on me, or dread Scorpio, the more violent aspect of my horoscope, or Capricorn, arbitrary ruler of the western waves, your star and mine are in amazing harmony. In your case, the resplendent protection of Jupiter snatched you from malign Saturn and slowed the swift wings of fate, when the public thronging the theatre broke out three times into happy applause; in mine, that tree would have fallen on my head and killed me, had Faunus, guardian of those of us who live under Mercury, not deflected the blow with his hand. Remember to show gratitude with sacrifices and a votive temple: I will contribute a humble lamb.

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More Poems by Horace

  1. Licymnia
  2. The tug-of-war for Nearchus
  3. Roman values for the new age
  4. Horace’s monument
  5. A day off for rain
  6. Horace’s wine
  7. Last love
  8. Here’s to Murena!
  9. Postumus, the years slip by
  10. Courage and decadence: the Regulus ode
  11. Ligurinus’s unwelcome change
  12. Leave the cares of state, Maecenas
  13. The lust for money versus the simple life
  14. Horace the peacemaker
  15. Lyce grows old
  16. An invitation to Maecenas
  17. Pyrrha
  18. Horace, the wolf and the upright life
  19. Diana and Apollo: a hymn
  20. Romulus in Heaven
  21. Nereus prophesies the Trojan War
  22. Curse you, tree!
  23. Diffugere nives
  24. Gathering rosebuds: carpe diem
  25. Locked out
  26. Lydia’s tragedy
  27. The victories of Drusus and Tiberius
  28. Numida’s back
  29. The consolations of wine
  30. Horace rests from his labours
  31. Gyges’s constancy
  32. O Fons Bandusiae
  33. A change of mind
  34. The fleeting years slip by
  35. Wealth should be used, not hoarded
  36. Horace’s prayer to a wine-jar
  37. Iccius goes soldiering
  38. Pollio’s histories of civil war
  39. Horace the swan
  40. Lalage is too young
  41. An invocation to the lyre
  42. Poscimur
  43. Horace’s Chloe
  44. A dedication to Diana
  45. Romulus becomes a God
  46. Horace invites – Virgil?
  47. Relief from care
  48. Love a slave-girl? Oh, Xanthias!
  49. Horace’s Cleopatra ode
  50. Horace’s limitations
  51. Horace, accepted bard of Rome
  52. Glycera
  53. A prayer to Venus
  54. What Roman youth should be
  55. A Farewell to arms
  56. Augustus, master of the world
  57. The Golden Mean
  58. Jupiter’s authority, and Caesar’s
  59. Carpe diem, Sestius
  60. Valgius and Mystes
  61. Jealousy
  62. Stormy seas
  63. Tibur or Tarentum: a poet’s dilemma?
  64. Horace welcomes his army comrade
  65. Horace’s fame and Apollo’s gift
  66. Pindar and Augustus
  67. Horace’s reverence to Bacchus
  68. Awe for the Gods
  69. Mourning for a good man
  70. Don’t worry, be happy
  71. The pleasures and dangers of wine
  72. Unrequited love
  73. Augustus returns
  74. Neobule
  75. Europa’s lament
  76. Luxury versus the simple life
  77. A plea for burial
  78. A tactful compliment
  79. A prayer to Mercury
  80. Caesar’s safe return
  81. Soracte
  82. A garland from the Muses
  83. Love lost and found
  84. Some advice for Dellius
  85. Horace’s first Ode
  86. Rome: disaster and salvation
  87. A divine inspiration
  88. Celebrating Neptune’s feast day
  89. A call for a moral renaissance
  90. A country sacrifice
  91. The country is best
  92. Poetry, the giver of immortality
  93. New temples, new morals
  94. Don’t trust Barine
  95. Late stirrings
  96. A prayer to Faunus
  97. Be your age, Chloris!
  98. Lovely mother, lovelier daughter
  99. Horace returns to lyric poetry
  100. The final ode
  101. Housman and Horace
  102. A Prayer to the poetry-God
  103. Fortuna
  104. Give me comfort, not riches

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