This Canada of ours and other poems/Nunc est Bibendum
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NUNC EST BIBENDUM.
TRANSLATION.
Horace, Ode 37, Book I.
Now drink and dance, my comrades,
And spread the splendid feast,
The haughty Queen of Egypt
Is fleeing to the East.
And spread the splendid feast,
The haughty Queen of Egypt
Is fleeing to the East.
When Caesar led his war-ships,
Spread far in battle line,
A panic fell upon her,
Half mad with lust and wine.
Spread far in battle line,
A panic fell upon her,
Half mad with lust and wine.
She fled before his galleys
Far from the Italian shore;
The herd of loathsome traitors
Now threaten Rome no more.
Far from the Italian shore;
The herd of loathsome traitors
Now threaten Rome no more.
As swoops the eagle on the dove,
The hunter on the hare,
So Cæsar followed swiftly
To bind her in her lair.
The hunter on the hare,
So Cæsar followed swiftly
To bind her in her lair.
The daughter of a hundred kings,
She spurned the Roman chains,
And sought to spill the fiery blood
That swelled her ruby veins.
She spurned the Roman chains,
And sought to spill the fiery blood
That swelled her ruby veins.
She failed! but in her woman's breast
Her courage rose serene;
She walked again her father's halls,
And still was Egypt's queen.
Her courage rose serene;
She walked again her father's halls,
And still was Egypt's queen.
She pictured the proud triumph
Beneath the Roman sky,
And fiercely flamed her passion,
And sternly flashed her eye;
Beneath the Roman sky,
And fiercely flamed her passion,
And sternly flashed her eye;
In her ears the chariots rumbled,
In her ears the shoutings rang,
Then she bared her snowy bosom
To the serpent's poisoned fang.
In her ears the shoutings rang,
Then she bared her snowy bosom
To the serpent's poisoned fang.