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