Odes 2.16

Relief from care

by Horace

Living simply, and cultivating a dispassionate acceptance of the vagaries of life, advocated here by Horace to his rich friend Grosphus, were precepts both of Stoic and of Epicurean philosophy. Tithonus was a mortal beloved for whom Eos, Goddess of the dawn, obtained immortality but forgot to ask also for eternal youth. There is a pun at the end: the Fate is “truthful” because her name (“Parca”) carries overtones of “sparing”, in the sense of “not lavish”.

Until the conclusion, the main contrast that Horace seems to be making is between wealth and luxury (which can’t give freedom from anxiety), and philosophy and a resignation to the simple life (which come closer to doing so). In the final stanza, however, he ends on a different contrast, between material wealth on the one hand and his poetic talent on the other. This can be seen as picking up Horace’s earlier point that time may grant him something that is denied to the wealthy Grosphus, and the implication is that it is no less valuable and enviable than a rich man’s possessions.

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Otium divos rogat in patenti
prensus Aegaeo, simul atra nubes
condidit lunam neque certa fulgent
sidera nautis,

otium bello furiosa Thrace,
otium Medi pharetra decori,
Grosphe, non gemmis neque purpura ve-
nale nec auro.

non enim gazae neque consularis
summovet lictor miseros tumultus
mentis et curas laqueata circum
tecta volantis.

vivitur parvo bene cui paternum
splendet in mensa tenui salinum
nec levis somnos timor aut cupido
sordidus aufert.

quid brevi fortes iaculamur aevo
multa? quid terras alio calentis
sole mutamus? patriae quis exsul
se quoque fugit?

scandit aeratas vitiosa navis
Cura nec turmas equitum relinquit
ocior cervis et agente nimbos
ocior Euro.

laetus in praesens animus quod ultra est
oderit curare et amara lento
temperet risu: nihil est ab omni
parte beatum.

abstulit clarum cita mors Achillem,
longa Tithonum minuit senectus
et mihi forsan tibi quod negarit
porriget hora.

te greges centum Siculaeque circum
mugiunt vaccae, tibi tollit hinnitum
apta quadrigis equa, te bis Afro
murice tinctae

vestiunt lanae: mihi parva rura et
spiritum Graiae tenuem Camenae
Parca non mendax dedit et malignum
spernere volgus.

Relief is what a man asks the gods for, caught out on the open Aegean, as soon as the black cloud has hidden the moon and the stars cannot be clearly seen by the sailors; raging Thrace asks for relief in wartime, the Parthians with their ornamented quivers ask for relief, Grosphus, which is not for sale for gems, purple or gold. For neither treasures nor the Consul’s lictor can clear away the distress of riots in the mind and the cares that flit even around coffered ceilings. A man lives well on little, if his father’s silver salt dish shines out on his frugal table, and neither fear nor squalid greed takes his easy sleep away. Why be constantly tossed about, when life is short and we are strong? Why change our own countries for ones warmed by another sun? What exile from his homeland escapes himself as well? Ill-boding Care, swifter than stags, and swifter than the east-wind when it drives the clouds, boards brass-beaked warships, and does not leave the horsemen in their troops untouched. A spirit which is happy in the present will disdain to worry over what lies beyond, and temper bitter experience with an easy smile: nothing is good in every respect. Speedy death bore off renowned Achilles and an endless old age shrank Tithonus down, and what time refuses to you, it may grant to me. Around your home a hundred herds and your Sicilian cows are lowing; for you, your mares are whinnying, yoked to four-horse chariots, you are clothed in woollen cloth, doubly dyed in African purple: me, a truthful Fate endowed with a little land, the elegant inspiration of the Grecian Muse and a contempt for the jealousy of the mob.

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More Poems by Horace

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