Odes, 1.36

Numida’s back

by Horace

Numida is back in Rome from Spain, and Horace describes a party to celebrate. Numida and friends are definitely letting their hair down; Horace seems well-disposed, but personally detached from the action.

Roman custom marks the special day with a white chalk-mark, where we might use a red letter. A Thracian draught was “down-in-one”. Coming of age was marked by changing a boy’s toga (the “o” is short) for a man’s. Celery was liked at feasts for its pleasant smell, and was used for garlands. Numida is probably a returning soldier, which would help to explain, not only the heavy drinking, but also the sexual excitement. (In the 18th century, Sarah, the first Duchess of Marlborough, recorded that: “Today my Lord returned from the wars and pleasured me twice in his top-boots.”)

The metre alternates the standard twelve-syllable Asclepiadic line with its eight-syllable (“glyconic”) variant.

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Et ture et fidibus iuvat
placare et vituli sanguine debito
custodes Numidae deos,
qui nunc Hesperia sospes ab ultima
caris multa sodalibus,
nulli plura tamen dividet oscula
quam dulci Lamiae, memor
actae non alio rege puertiae
mutataeque simul togae.
Cressa ne careat pulchra dies nota
neu promptae modus amphorae
neu morem in Salium sit requies pedum
neu multi Damalis meri
Bassum Threicia vincat amystide
neu desint epulis rosae
neu vivax apium neu breve lilium.
omnes in Damalin putris
deponent oculos nec Damalis novo
divelletur adultero
lascivis hederis ambitiosior.

What a pleasure to appease Numida’s guardian gods with incense, music and the calf’s blood that we owe them! Numida, who now, safely back from the far reaches of Hesperia, lavishes so many kisses on dear friends, but none more than on his dearest Lamia, remembering both his boyhood, when Lamia alone was his king, and their coming of age together. Let this wonderful day be a red-letter one, bring out the wine-jars, and let them give full measure, let your feet not be idle in Salian dancing, and mind that Damalis, who loves wine in plenty, does not overwhelm Bassus with a Thracian draught; let there be no shortage of roses at the feast, or of long-lived celery and brief lilies; all will turn melting eyes on Damalis, who will not be torn from her new lover, embracing him more closely than the wanton ivy.

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More Poems by Horace

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