1. Education

Horace Ode I.33

Translated by John Conington


Calabrian Wave - foto scattata a Reggio Calabria, in fondo si vede la Sicilia

Calabrian Wave

CC Flickr User Al Ianni


Albi, Ne Doleas.

What, Albius! why this passionate despair
For cruel Glycera? why melt your voice
In dolorous strains, because the perjured fair
Has made a younger choice?
See, narrow-brow'd Lycoris, how she glows
For Cyrus! Cyrus turns away his head
To Pholoe's frown; but sooner gentle roes
Apulian wolves shall wed,
Than Pholoe to so mean a conqueror strike:
So Venus wills it; 'neath her brazen yoke
She loves to couple forms and minds unlike,
All for a heartless joke.
For me sweet Love had forged a milder spell;
But Myrtale still kept me her fond slave,
More stormy she than the tempestuous swell
That crests Calabria's wave.

  1. About.com
  2. Education
  3. Ancient/Classical History

©2014 About.com. All rights reserved.