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ODE X.

AD LICINIUM.

Rectius vives, Licini, neque altum Semper urgendo, neque, dum procellas Cautus horrescis, nimium premendo

Littus iniquum.

Auream quisquis mediocritatem
Diligit, tutus caret obsoleti
Sordibus tecti; caret invidendâ

Sobrius aulâ,

Sæpius ventis agitatur ingens
Pinus ; et celsæ graviore casu
Decidunt turres, feriuntque summos

Fulmina montes.

Sperat infestis, metuit secundis,
Alteram sortem bene præparatum
Pectus. Informes hyemes reducit

Jupiter : idem

Summovet: non, si malè nunc, et olim Sic erit. Quondam citharâ tacentem Suscitat Musam, neque semper arcum

Tendit Apollo.

ODE X.

TO LICINIUS.

SAFELY, Licinius, thus you'll steer ;-
Avoid the main ; but when you

hear The breakers dash, sail not too near

The treacherous shore.

He who enjoys a middle state
Is free from poverty's hard fate,
Free from those envious crowds who hate

The rich man's store.

power,

Tall pines feel most the winds' rude
Heaviest the crash of loftiest tower,-
When lightnings flash, their fiery shower

Strikes mountain-top.

A mind well train'd by thought and years, In trouble, hopes ; when prosperous, fears ; Jove, who the clouds of winter steers,

Ne'er lets them stop.

If dire misfortunes press you now,
Let radiant hope adorn your

brow; Not always Phoebus bends the bow,

Nor wakes the muse:

D

Rebus angustis animosus atque Fortis appare: sapienter idem Contrahes vento nimium secundo

Turgida vela. In troublous times be firm and brave : But when your bark scuds o'er the wave, If wisely then you would behave,

Great caution use.

ODE XVI.

AD GROSPHUM.

Animi tranquillitatem nonnisi cupiditates coercendo parari.

Otium Divos rogat in patenti
Prensus Ægæo, simul atra nubes
Condidit Lunam, neque certa fulgent

Sidera nautis :

Otium bello furiosa Thrace,
Otium Medi pharetrâ decori,
Grosphe, non gemmis, neque purpurâ ve-

nale, nec auro.

Non enim gazæ, neque consularis
Summovet lictor miseros tumultus
Mentis, et curas laqueata circum

Tecta volantes.

Vivitur parvo bene, cui paternum
Splendet in mensâ tenui salinum,
Nec leves somnos timor aut cupido

Sordidus aufert.

Quid brevi fortes jaculamur ævo
Multa ? Quid terras alio calentes
Sole mutamus ? Patriæ quis exul

Se quoque fugit ?

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