Ode 1.14

Stormy seas

by Horace

What is this poem about? The image of the ship is surely not to be taken literally, so what does it stand for: the ship of state, as in so many poems, ancient and modern? But the generally accepted date of appearance of the first three books of Horace’s Odes is 24 or 23 BCE, by which time civil wars were over and the Emperor Augustus had Rome and its possessions firmly under his control, so implying that they were at risk might seem rather tactless. There have been various suggestions, including that the ship is either Horace’s poetic talent, or a love affair going through a stormy phase. The answer is that we don’t know, but the most likely solution is surely that this is a “ship-of-State” poem written in earlier and more dangerous times, before the turning point of Octavian/Augustus’s victory at the Battle of Actium in 30 BCE, and the deaths of Mark Antony and Cleopatra which followed. Perhaps Horace made this clear in the way he presented his new Odes to his public, or perhaps members of his audience were more likely than we might imagine to recognise that this was a historical reference and not a contemporary one. Whatever the truth may be, the poem is certainly a rousing performance: the language is rousing and vivid, often spilling over the line-breaks, and this and Horace’s artful use of metre carry the sense along in imitation of the rolling of the storm, with three long syllables at the start of each line evoking the swell of a pounding sea.
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Metre: third Asclepiad.

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O navis, referent in mare te novi
fluctus. o quid agis? fortiter occupa
portum. nonne vides, ut
nudum remigio latus

et malus celeri saucius Africo
antemnaeque gemant ac sine funibus
vix durare carinae
possint imperiosius

aequor? non tibi sunt integra lintea,
non di, quos iterum pressa voces malo.
quamvis Pontica pinus,
silvae filia nobilis,

iactes et genus et nomen inutile:
nil pictis timidus navita puppibus
fidit. tu, nisi ventis
debes ludibrium, cave.

nuper sollicitum quae mihi taedium,
nunc desiderium curaque non levis,
interfusa nitentis
vites aequora Cycladas.

O Ship, fresh waves are bearing you back out to sea. O, what are you doing? Make hard for port! Don’t you see that your side is bare of oars,

and your mast is cracking under the racing gale, and that unless the hulls are shored up, ships can barely withstand the swelling power

of the sea? Your sails are no longer in one piece, and the gods, call on them over and over as you may, oppressed by your misfortune, are not with you! Though you are Pontic pine, the daughter of a noble woodland,

it would do no good to boast of your origins and your name: frightened sailors put no faith in painted ships. Take good care that you do not become the plaything of the gales!

You, who before were for so long my constant worry, and now my heart’s desire and heavy care, avoid the seas that flow between the shining Cyclades!

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More Poems by Horace

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