Odes 1.19

Glycera

by Horace

At first sight, this is a conventional little piece. A man suddenly finding himself gripped by passions that he thought were dead is a stock theme of both Roman and Greek poetry. The references to Scythians and Parthian warriors imply that the speaker wants to be writing about epic themes and the distractions are preventing him. There is something unusual here, however. If this were a love-poet like Propertius or Tibullus, the point would probably be the woman’s unavailability, a problem that the speaker would be keen to solve. Here, the indications are that she may well be available, but, unusually, the speaker wants to slow things down – though he does not seem to be saying “no”.

The closeness of the association between Venus’s divine actions and Glycera as the human woman in whom they are personified is very striking, especially towards the end of the poem: grammatically, the blood sacrifice in the last line could be read as placating either or both of them, though it is hard for a modern reader to judge whether such ambiguity might be intentional on Horace’s part.

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Mater saeva Cupidinum
Thebanaeque iubet me Semelae puer
et lasciva Licentia
finitis animum reddere amoribus.
urit me Glycerae nitor
splendentis Pario marmore purius,
urit grata protervitas
et voltus nimium lubricus aspici.
in me tota ruens Venus
Cyprum deseruit nec patitur Scythas
aut versis animosum equis
Parthum dicere nec quae nihil attinent.
hic vivum mihi caespitem, hic
verbenas, pueri, ponite turaque
bimi cum patera meri:
mactata veniet lenior hostia.

Venus, fierce mother of the cupids, and Bacchus, child of Theban Semele, and wanton Licentiousness command me to surrender myself to loves that I thought were finished. Radiant Glycera’s glow, purer than Parian marble, sets me on fire; so does her engaging forwardness, and her face, too unsettling for my eyes to rest on. Venus has left Cyprus for an all-out assault on me, and does not allow me to compose poetry on the Scythians, or the Parthians wheeling their horses around, nor anything else that is not about her. Slaves, lay me here a living turf, and bring here greenery for the sacrifice and incense, with a libation-cup of two-year wine: she will come on more gently when I have killed her a victim.

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More Poems by Horace

  1. Don’t worry, be happy
  2. A Farewell to arms
  3. Pindar and Augustus
  4. Last love
  5. Jealousy
  6. Horace’s prayer to a wine-jar
  7. Awe for the Gods
  8. Nereus prophesies the Trojan War
  9. Horace’s limitations
  10. Carpe diem, Sestius
  11. What Roman youth should be
  12. Courage and decadence: the Regulus ode
  13. Gathering rosebuds: carpe diem
  14. Horace returns to lyric poetry
  15. Horace’s Cleopatra ode
  16. Fortuna
  17. Licymnia
  18. Postumus, the years slip by
  19. Tibur or Tarentum: a poet’s dilemma?
  20. A change of mind
  21. Horace the peacemaker
  22. Mourning for a good man
  23. Horace the swan
  24. Augustus, master of the world
  25. Unrequited love
  26. Lalage is too young
  27. Diffugere nives
  28. Curse you, tree!
  29. Horace rests from his labours
  30. Horace’s wine
  31. Give me comfort, not riches
  32. Pyrrha
  33. O Fons Bandusiae
  34. Horace’s Chloe
  35. The fleeting years slip by
  36. The tug-of-war for Nearchus
  37. Horace, the wolf and the upright life
  38. Stormy seas
  39. The consolations of wine
  40. The country is best
  41. An invitation to Maecenas
  42. Horace’s reverence to Bacchus
  43. The final ode
  44. Pollio’s histories of civil war
  45. Horace’s first Ode
  46. A prayer to Mercury
  47. A garland from the Muses
  48. A plea for burial
  49. Lovely mother, lovelier daughter
  50. Rome: disaster and salvation
  51. Horace welcomes his army comrade
  52. Some advice for Dellius
  53. Iccius goes soldiering
  54. Celebrating Neptune’s feast day
  55. A prayer to Venus
  56. A Prayer to the poetry-God
  57. Numida’s back
  58. Wealth should be used, not hoarded
  59. Lydia’s tragedy
  60. Relief from care
  61. Here’s to Murena!
  62. Housman and Horace
  63. Don’t trust Barine
  64. The Golden Mean
  65. Horace’s monument
  66. Soracte
  67. Diana and Apollo: a hymn
  68. The pleasures and dangers of wine
  69. Valgius and Mystes
  70. Poscimur
  71. Love a slave-girl? Oh, Xanthias!
  72. An oath to Maecenas
  73. Roman values for the new age
  74. Luxury versus the simple life