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to his public, or perhaps members of his audience were more likely than we might imagine to recognise that this was a historical reference and not a contemporary one.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