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horace-works_77		horace-works_77			.txt	text/plain	231	13	83	ODES III. ODE XIX. TO TELEPHUS How far Codrus, who was not afraid to die for his country, is removed from Inachus, and the race of Aeacus, and the battles also that were fought at sacred Troy--[these subjects] you descant upon; but at what price we may purchase a hogshead of Chian; who shall warm the water[ for bathing]; who finds a house: and at what hour I am to get rid of these Pelignian colds, you are silent. The enraptured bard, who delights in the oddnumbered muses, shall call for brimmers thrice three. Why is the pipe hung up with the silent lyre? Let the envious Lycus hear the jovial noise; and let our fair neighbor, illsuited to the old Lycus,[ hear it.] The ripe Rhode aims at thee, Telephus, smart with thy bushy locks; at thee, bright as the clear evening star; the love of my Glycera slowly consumes me.	./cache/horace-works_77.txt	./txt/horace-works_77.txt