Satires and Epistles (Oxford World's Classics) by Horace

By Horace

'What's the damage in utilizing humour to place throughout what's true?' Gluttony, lust, and hypocrisy are only a number of the ambitions of Horace's Satires. Writing within the 30s BC, Horace exposes the vices and follies of his Roman contemporaries, whereas nonetheless discovering time to mirror on the way to write strong satire and alongside the best way revealing his personal character to be as improper and bigoted because the humans he assaults. along recognized episodes resembling the fantasy of town mouse and the rustic mouse, the explosive fart of Priapus, and the ugly banquet given by way of the nouveau-riche Nasidienus, those poems are crammed jam-packed with comedian vignettes, ethical insights, and Horace's pervasive humanity. They inspired not just Persius and Juvenal however the lengthy culture of English satire, from Ben Jonson to W. H. Auden. those new prose translations by means of John Davie completely seize the ribald sort of the unique. within the Epistles, Horace makes use of the shape of letters to his acquaintances, pals, foremen, or even the emperor to discover questions of philosophy and the way to stay a great lifestyles; and in 'The artwork of Poetry' (the Ars poetica), he provides suggestion on poetic variety that educated the paintings of writers and dramatists for hundreds of years.

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As if memory wasn’t a wound to bear. As if we could eat the fruit and forget the garden. Rugosas redolent in the summer night. Years later, walking back from dinner along the bastion in Alghero. Swordfish drizzled with virgin oil, rubbed with mint and saffron. Wild boar steamed in myrtle leaves. Someone having a birthday, “Tanti auguri a te,” the words rising in the piazza— And suddenly the light, that light. The sanctuary with its silver offering bowls, the lepers singing. Here are the goblets filled with wine.

A great pink slab of octopus arm, beside it, babies seasoned in orange spices. Such symmetry! Surely they swam through the night like thirsty flowers. I think you had it right when you said love is the mathematics of distance. Split like a clam on ice, I feel raw, half-eaten. I rot in the cold blue of the ego, the crushed velvet of Anna’s chair. PREPARING FOR SLEEP —after Rousseau Water snakes fall from her mouth like a knot of silk loosed. Fire is no companion here, the voice says to her, the small moon a pot of boiling milk that keeps pouring into her dress.

I think you had it right when you said love is the mathematics of distance. Split like a clam on ice, I feel raw, half-eaten. I rot in the cold blue of the ego, the crushed velvet of Anna’s chair. PREPARING FOR SLEEP —after Rousseau Water snakes fall from her mouth like a knot of silk loosed. Fire is no companion here, the voice says to her, the small moon a pot of boiling milk that keeps pouring into her dress. At night before bed he fills a glass of water, unbuttons his shabby coat. Against the plaster in the corner, the portrait of Apollinaire salutes.

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