Latin Poems- Translated by A Z Foreman - Poems Found in Translation

Poems Found in Translation: “Horace: Ode 2.1 "To Pollio, On His History of the Civil Wars" (From Latin)” plus 3 more

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• Horace: Ode 2.1 "To Pollio, On His History of the Civil Wars" (From Latin)
• Martial: Epigram 9.33 (From Latin)
• Martial: Epigram 11.62 Poorly Whoring (From Latin)
• Martial: Epigram 5.81 (From Latin)

Horace: Ode 2.1 "To Pollio, On His History of the Civil Wars" (From Latin) Posted: 01 Oct 2015 07:13 PM PDT To Pollio, On His History of the Civil Wars By Horace Translated by A.Z. Foreman Of all the civil unrest since Metellus,　 the phases, causes and the crimes of war, 　 　of Fortune's games, of great men's grave 　　friendships, of weapons smeared with gore not yet atoned for – you are writing now 　 a work whose every turn of phrasing rolls     　 　dangerous dice. Let not the ash  　　deceive: you tread on blazing coals.   Let your stern tragic muse not leave the stage    ã€€ã€€ for long. Once you've set the affairs of state　　 　in order, you will heed the theater's          ã€€ã€€ 　　calling again. Pollio, the great bastion of law to grieved defendants, famous    ã€€ã€€ for counseling the Senate council, crowned 　　 　with deathless military honor 　　by victory on Illyrian ground.　　 Even now I hear the war-horns' baleful roar　 in your raucous music, and the bugles' blare.　　 　I see the flash of swords, the fearful 　　horse and the horseman's face of fear.  I see the great commanders soiled with dust 　 of war not unbecoming, and the whole　 　world fall at Rome's feet, notwithstanding 　　defiant Cato's dogged soul. The gods allied with Africa who, helpless　 to help, left unavenged that country's shores, ã€€ 　now sacrifice to dead Jugurtha　 　　the grandsons of his conquerors.  What field grown fertile with the blood of Latins,  ã€€ does not attest with graves the unholiest  ã€€ 　of wars, and how the Persians' ears 　　ring with the ruin of the West?  What churning main, what river does not know　 those rueful wars' taste? What sea has the slaughter　 　of Rome's own sons not dyed? What beach 　　has our blood's gush not washed like water?  Stop, sassy muse. Back to amusing musics,    ã€€ from death-songs thrumming with Simonides,    ã€€ã€€ 　 let's flee to one of Venus' grottos 　　to strum a lighter tune than these.   Notes: Stanza 1: Roman dates were customarily kept according to the names of the two consuls who took office in that year (though, in this case, only one is given.) Metellus Celer was consul in 60 BC, the year the general and politician Pompey along with Marcus Licinius Crassus and a rising politician by the name of Julius Caesar, struck up the informal political alliance normally referred to as the First Triumvirate. It ushered in a period of political deterioration that led to the end of the Roman Republic as a viable political entity. Horace here refers to the problems of rivalry and civil war between the participants in this alliance and those of the Second Triumvirate, which two decades later brought together Octavian (later to be the emperor named Augustus), Mark Antony and Marcus Aemilius Lepidus. Stanza 3: Gaius Asinius Pollio (76 BC - 4 AD) served under Julius Caesar and then under Antony. In 40 BC he brought the embittered and estranged erstwhile partners of the Second Triumvirate, Antony and Octavian, together in the Treaty of Brundisium. In 39 BC he was honored with triumphal laurels for his victory over the Parthini in Illyria. The momentous work to which Horace refers here is Pollio's history of the political turmoil from 60 to 42 BC, which at the time was very fresh in people's minds and therefore, Horace would have us believe, dangerous to write about. Stanza 6: Marcus Porcius Cato Uticensis (95– 46 BC), ruler of the North African city of Utica and great grandson of Cato the Censor, was a dogged defender of the republic who, after defeat at the battle of Thapsus, committed suicide rather than legitimate the Empire's dictatorship by accepting a pardon from Julius Caesar. Stanza 7: Allusion to the sack of the African city of Carthage in 146 BC. Jugurtha, king of Numidia, was defeated and executed in Rome in 104 BC. Stanza 10: Simonides of Ceos, major Greek lyric poet of the 6th and 5th centuries BC, famed for his evocative elegies on fallen warriors. The Original: Mōtum ex Metellō cōnsule cÄ«vicum　 bellÄ«que causās et vitia et modōs　 　lÅ«dumque FōrtÅ«nae gravisque 　　principum amÄ«citiās et arma nōndum expiātÄ«s uncta cruōribus,　　 perÄ«culōsae plÄ“num opus āleae,　　 　tractās et incÄ“dis per ignÄ«s 　　suppositōs cinerÄ« dolōsō. Paulum sevÄ“rae MÅ«sa tragoediae　 dÄ“sit theātrÄ«s; mox, ubi pÅ«blicās　 　rÄ“s ōrdināris, grande mÅ«nus 　　CÄ“cropiō repetÄ“s cothurnō, Ä«nsigne maestÄ«s praesidium reÄ«s　 et cōnsulentÄ«, Polliō, cÅ«riae,　 　cui laurus aeternōs honōrÄ“s 　　Delmaticō peperit triumphō. Iam nunc minācÄ« murmure cornuum perstringis aurÄ«s, iam lituÄ« strepunt,　 　iam fulgor armōrum fugācis 　　terret equōs equitumque vultÅ«s. VidÄ“re magnōs iam videor ducÄ“s　 nōn indecōrō pulvere sordidōs　 　et cÅ«ncta terrārum subacta 　　praeter atrōcem animum Catōnis. IÅ«nō et deōrum quisquis amÄ«cior　 Ä€frÄ«s inultā cesserat impotÄ“ns　 　tellÅ«re, victōrum nepōtÄ“s 　　rettulit Ä«nferiās Iugurthae. Quis nōn LatÄ«nō sanguine pinguior　 campus sepulchrÄ«s impia proelia　 　testātur audÄ«tumque MÄ“dÄ«s 　　Hesperiae sonitum ruÄ«nae? QuÄ« gurges aut quae flÅ«mina lÅ«gubris　 ignāra bellÄ«? Quod mare Dauniae　 　nōn dÄ“colōrāvÄ“re caedÄ“s? 　　Quae caret ōra cruōre nostrō? Sed nÄ“ relÄ«ctÄ«s, MÅ«sa procāx, iocÄ«s　 CÄ“ae retractÄ“s mÅ«nera nÄ“niae,　 　mÄ“cum Diōnaeō sub antrō 　　quaere modōs leviōre plectrō.

Martial: Epigram 9.33 (From Latin) Posted: 01 Oct 2015 06:41 PM PDT Epigram 9.33  By Martial Translated by A.Z. Foreman If in a bathhouse you hear people cheer, Then, Flaccus, know that Maro's dick is here.  Original: AudiÄ“ris in quō, Flacce, balneō plausum, Marōnis illic esse mentulam scÄ«tō

Martial: Epigram 11.62 Poorly Whoring (From Latin) Posted: 01 Oct 2015 06:15 PM PDT Epigram 11.62: Poorly Whoring By Martial Translated by A.Z. Foreman She says you can't fuck her for free. It's true,  you wouldn't fuck her unless she paid you. The Original: Lesbia sÄ“ iÅ«rat grātÄ«s numquam esse futÅ«tam. VÄ“rum est. Cum futuÄ« vult, numerāre solet.

Martial: Epigram 5.81 (From Latin) Posted: 01 Oct 2015 06:02 PM PDT Epigram 5.81 Martial Translated by A.Z. Foreman If you are poor, my friend, then you'll stay poor.  None but the rich get wealthier anymore.  The Original: Semper pauper eris, sÄ« pauper es, Aemiliāne; dantur opÄ“s nÅ«llÄ«s nunc nisi dÄ«vitibus.