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THE PRAISE OF DRUSUS.

Horace

Like as the winged minister of thunder (to whom Jupiter, the sovereign

of the gods, has assigned the dominion over the fleeting birds, having

experienced his fidelity in the affair of the beauteous Ganymede), early

youth and hereditary vigor save impelled from his nest unknowing of

toil; and the vernal winds, the showers being now dispelled, taught him,

still timorous, unwonted enterprises: in a little while a violent

impulse dispatched him, as an enemy against the sheepfolds, now an

appetite for food and fight has impelled him upon the reluctant

serpents;--or as a she-goat, intent on rich pastures, has beheld a young

lion but just weaned from the udder of his tawny dam, ready to be

devoured by his newly-grown tooth: such did the Rhaeti and the Vindelici

behold Drusus carrying on the war under the Alps; whence this people

derived the custom, which has always prevailed among them, of arming

their right hands with the Amazonian ax, I have purposely omitted to

inquire: (neither is it possible to discover everything.) But those

troops, which had been for a long while and extensively victorious,

being subdued by the conduct of a youth, perceived what a disposition,

what a genius rightly educated under an auspicious roof, what the

fatherly affection of Augustus toward the young Neros, could effect. The

brave are generated by the brave and good; there is in steers, there is

in horses, the virtue of their sires; nor do the courageous eagles

procreate the unwarlike dove. But learning improves the innate force,

and good discipline confirms the mind: whenever morals are deficient,

vices disgrace what is naturally good. What thou owest, O Rome, to the

Neros, the river Metaurus is a witness, and the defeated Asdrubal, and

that day illustrious by the dispelling of darkness from Italy, and which

first smiled with benignant victory; when the terrible African rode

through the Latian cities, like a fire through the pitchy pines, or the

east wind through the Sicilian waves. After this the Roman youth

increased continually in successful exploits, and temples, laid waste by

the impious outrage of the Carthaginians, had the [statues of] their

gods set up again. And at length the perfidious Hannibal said; "We, like

stags, the prey of rapacious wolves, follow of our own accord those,

whom to deceive and escape is a signal triumph. That nation, which,

tossed in the Etrurian waves, bravely transported their gods, and sons,

and aged fathers, from the burned Troy to the Italian cities, like an

oak lopped by sturdy axes in Algidum abounding in dusky leaves, through

losses and through wounds derives strength and spirit from the very

steel. The Hydra did not with more vigor grow upon Hercules grieving to

be overcome, nor did the Colchians, or the Echionian Thebes, produce a

greater prodigy. Should you sink it in the depth, it will come out more

beautiful: should you contend with it, with great glory will it

overthrow the conqueror unhurt before, and will fight battles to be the

talk of wives. No longer can I send boasting messengers to Carthage: all

the hope and success of my name is fallen, is fallen by the death of

Asdrubal. There is nothing, but what the Claudian hands will perform;

which both Jupiter defends with his propitious divinity, and sagacious

precaution conducts through the sharp trials of war."

 

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