LIBER IV.-CARMEN III. AD MELPOMENEN. QUEM tu, Melpomene, semel Clarabit pugilem, non equus impiger Curru ducet Achaïco Victorem; neque res bellica Deliis Ornatum foliis ducem, Quod regum tumidas contuderit minas, Ostendet Capitolio: Sed quæ Tibur aquæ fertile præfluunt, Romæ, principis urbium, BOOK IV.-ODE III. A PARAPHRASE. SWEET spirit of the raptured heart! The stirring camp is all declined, No victor's wreath can lure his mind; The crowd round him can throw no spell; The stream-the wood-the silent dell, 'Tis these beget the poet's praise, "Tis these his kindling fancy raise! Vatum ponere me choros ; Et jam dente minus mordeor invido: O testudinis aureæ Dulcem quæ strepitum, Pieri, temperas ! O mutis quoque piscibus Donatura cycni, si libeat, sonum! Totum muneris hoc tui est, Quod monstror digito prætereuntium Quod spiro et placeo, si placeo, tuum est. O who his gentle craft would shame, E'en envy now forgets to blame! Enchantress of the Golden Lyre! 'Tis thine to raise the lowly name, His country's other word for Fame, And thine to guard each passing day That wider spreads its magic sway. LIBER III-CARMEN VI. AD ROMANOS. DELICTA majorum immeritus lues, Diis te minorem quod geris, imperas. Jam bis Monæses, et Pacori manus |