Translation:Odes (Horace)/Book I/5

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Odes
by Horace, translated from Latin by Wikisource
Ode 1.5
1462362Odes — Ode 1.5WikisourceHorace
Literal English Translation Original Latin Line

What slender boy, drenched in liquid perfumes,
presses hard upon you on many a rose,
Pyrrha, under cover of a pleasing cave?
For whom do you bind back your yellow hair,
 
Simple with elegance? Alas, how often will he lament
faithlessness and changed gods, and in surprise
He will marvel at
rough waters with black winds,
 
he who now enjoys you, believing, you are golden,
who hopes that you will be always free, always lovable,
he who is ignorant of the treacherous breeze!
Wretched are they for whom
 
you, untried, shine. As for me, the sacred wall
with its votive tablet declares that I have
hung up my dripping garments
to the god who rules over the sea.

quis multa gracilis te puer in rosa
  perfusus liquidis urget odoribus
      grato, Pyrrha, sub antro?
        cui flavam religas comam,

simplex munditiis? heu quotiens fidem
  mutatosque deos flebit et aspera
      nigris aequora ventis
         emirabitur insolens,

  qui nunc te fruitur credulus aurea,
qui semper vacuam, semper amabilem
      sperat, nescius aurae
         fallacis! miseri, quibus

  intemptata nites. me tabula sacer
  votiva paries indicat uvida
    suspendisse potenti
         vestimenta maris deo.

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