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TO LOLLIUS.

Horace

_He prefers Homer to all the philosophers, as a moral writer, and

advises an early cultivation of virtue_.

 

 

While you, great Lollius, declaim at Rome, I at Praeneste have perused

over again the writer of the Trojan war; who teaches more clearly, and

better than Chrysippus and Crantor, what is honorable, what shameful,

what profitable, what not so. If nothing hinders you, hear why I have

thus concluded. The story is which, on account of Paris's intrigue,

Greece is stated to be wasted in a tedious war with the barbarians,

contains the tumults of foolish princes and people. Antenor gives his

opinion for cutting off the cause of the war. What does Paris? He can

not be brought to comply, [though it be in order] that he may reign

safe, and live happy. Nestor labors to compose the differences between

Achilles and Agamemnon: love inflames one; rage both in common. The

Greeks suffer for what their princes act foolishly. Within the walls of

Ilium, and without, enormities are committed by sedition, treachery,

injustice, and lust, and rage.

 

Again, to show what virtue and what wisdom can do, he has propounded

Ulysses an instructive pattern: who, having subdued Troy, wisely got an

insight into the constitutions and customs of many nations; and, while

for himself and his associates he is contriving a return, endured many

hardships on the spacious sea, not to be sunk by all the waves of

adversity. You are well acquainted with the songs of the Sirens, and

Circe's cups: of which, if he had foolishly and greedily drunk along

with his attendants, he had been an ignominious and senseless slave

under the command of a prostitute: he had lived a filthy dog, or a hog

delighting in mire.

 

We are a mere number and born to consume the fruits of the earth; like

Penelope's suitors, useless drones; like Alcinous' youth, employed above

measure in pampering their bodies; whose glory was to sleep till

mid-day, and to lull their cares to rest by the sound of the harp.

Robbers rise by night, that they may cut men's throats; and will not you

awake to save yourself? But, if you will not when you are in health, you

will be forced to take exercise when you are in a dropsy; and unless

before day you call for a book with a light, unless you brace your mind

with study and honest employments, you will be kept awake and tormented

with envy or with love. For why do you hasten to remove things that hurt

your eyes, but if any thing gnaws your mind, defer the time of curing it

from year to year? He has half the deed done, who has made a beginning.

Boldly undertake the study of true wisdom: begin it forthwith. He who

postpones the hour of living well, like the hind [in the fable], waits

till [all the water in] the river be run off: whereas it flows, and will

flow, ever rolling on.

 

Money is sought, and a wife fruitful in bearing children, and wild

woodlands are reclaimed by the plow. [To what end all this?] He, that

has got a competency, let him wish for no more. Not a house and farm,

nor a heap of brass and gold, can remove fevers from the body of their

sick master, or cares from his mind. The possessor must be well, if he

thinks of enjoying the things which he has accumulated. To him that is a

slave to desire or to fear, house and estate do just as much good as

paintings to a sore-eyed person, fomentations to the gout, music to ears

afflicted with collected matter. Unless the vessel be sweet, whatever

you pour into it turns sour. Despise pleasures, pleasure bought with

pain is hurtful. The covetous man is ever in want; set a certain limit

to your wishes. The envious person wastes at the thriving condition of

another: Sicilian tyrants never invented a greater torment than envy. He

who will not curb his passion, will wish that undone which his grief and

resentment suggested, while he violently plies his revenge with unsated

rancor. Rage is a short madness. Rule your passion, which commands, if

it do not obey; do you restrain it with a bridle, and with fetters. The

groom forms the docile horse, while his neck is yet tender, to go the

way which his rider directs him: the young hound, from the time that he

barked at the deer's skin in the hall, campaigns it in the woods. Now,

while you are young, with an untainted mind Imbibe instruction: now

apply yourself to the best [masters of morality]. A cask will long

preserve the flavor, with which when new it was once impregnated. But if

you lag behind, or vigorously push on before, I neither wait for the

loiterer, nor strive to overtake those that precede me.

 

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