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  1   T-I|    clothing of these times.~You’ll not be cloaked, dyed with
  2   T-I|        places, with my words:~I’ll walk among them on what ‘
  3   T-I|        amaze just critics:~they’ll read it, whatever it is,
  4   T-I|   Though you lack a title, they’ll know the style:~though wishing
  5   T-I|   Perhaps you’re wondering if I’ll send you~to the high Palatine,
  6   T-I|        the curved bookcase,~you’ll see your brothers there
  7   T-I|    their exposed faces:~but you’ll see three hide far off in
  8   T-I|       Quick, it’s a long way! I’ll be alive here at the end~
  9   T-I|         Now, now you think they’ll touch the highest stars.~
 10   T-I|         Now, now you think they’ll touch black Tartarus.~Wherever
 11   T-I|         lips~praying in vain, I’ll swallow the fatal waters.~
 12   T-I|       grudged, over my life:~he’ll take away what he’s given,
 13   T-I|          though you spare me, I’ll be no less an exile.~~ Book
 14   T-I|        me by Thesean loyalty!~I’ll hug you while I can: perhaps
 15   T-I|      you while I can: perhaps I’ll never again ~be allowed
 16   T-I|         separated. Together, we’ll go together.~I’ll follow
 17   T-I|  Together, we’ll go together.~I’ll follow you and be an exile’
 18   T-I|    alters the winds he’s sent~I’ll be carried to a place I
 19   T-I|       in Friendship~ ~O you who’ll always be named the first
 20   T-I|        in my very marrow,~and I’ll be an eternal debtor for
 21   T-I|       forgiveness not praise, I’ll be praised in full,~if you
 22   T-I|      denied could be,~and there’ll be nothing that you can’
 23   T-I|         have power for you!~You’ll have many friends while
 24   T-I|       the weather’s cloudy, you’ll be alone.~See how the doves
 25  T-II|       in unimaginable ways:~you’ll come upon praise of your
 26  T-II|         of your name there,~you’ll find many pledges of my
 27  T-II|         yourself forbid hope, I’ll still hope:~that’s one thing
 28  T-II| permissible intrigue,~and there’ll be nothing sinful in my
 29  T-II|       what’s perverse, then she’ll equip~her character for
 30  T-II|         coarser than them –~she’ll surely read who made Ilia
 31  T-II|         her take Lucretius, she’ll ask straight away~by whom
 32  T-II|       to present it in order, I’ll show, below,~the mind can
 33  T-II|         with a virtuous mind~it’ll be established nothing of
 34  T-II|     stands in Jove’s shrine, it’ll come to her,~shrined, how
 35  T-II|        pain. ~Seeing Pallas she’ll ask why the virgin~raised
 36  T-II|   Sitting in Isis’s shrine, she’ll ask why Juno drove her~over
 37  T-II|       Sea and the Bosphorus.~It’ll be Anchises reminds her
 38  T-II|      Plea: Roman Precedents~ ~I’ll not defend myself with so
 39  T-II|       to keep watch too, so she’ll sin a little less.~He knows
 40  T-II|        first called prince.~You’ll find the same maxims in
 41  T-II|       and those other games – I’ll not describe them all~that
 42  T-II|        own games, Augustus,~you’ll scan many pricey items like
 43  T-II|      Caesar, to your times!~You’ll see how much you yourself
 44  T-II|     unless some day~perhaps you’ll be swayed by my long punishment,~
 45 T-III|    hates!~See what I bring: you’ll find nothing here ~but sadness,
 46 T-III|         native land.~Lead on! I’ll follow now, though, weary,
 47 T-III|        and almost unsure that I’ll be better.~How do you think
 48 T-III|   someone say my lady’s come, I’ll rise,~hope of you the reason
 49 T-III|        me to die in exile.~So I’ll die far away then, on a
 50 T-III|        couch,~at my death there’ll be no-one there to weep:~
 51 T-III|      back in a little urn:~so I’ll not be an exile still in
 52 T-III|     Since it’s dangerous now, I’ll speak to you, each~in my
 53 T-III|        in the blind night.~So I’ll say nothing but that I sinned, ~
 54 T-III|         servant of speech. ~You’ll find her sitting with her
 55 T-III|       she knows you’ve come~she’ll stop, and ask you quickly
 56 T-III|         of all your beauty:~you’ll grieve when someone says: “
 57 T-III|        She was lovely”,~and you’ll complain that your mirror
 58 T-III|   survive when I am dead,~and I’ll be read as long as warlike
 59 T-III|       grant your return and you’ll have wings at once.~If I
 60 T-III|     pulled by Sarmatian oxen.~I’ll scarcely be believed, but
 61 T-III|     milk of wild beasts,~and, I’ll swear, your heart is made
 62 T-III|       Yet still there’s one who’ll re-open my raw wounds,~and
 63 T-III|         him over slow coals:~he’ll bellow, and it will sound
 64 T-III|    their voyage here,~and there’ll be friendly prows on the
 65 T-III|    prows on the Pontic shore.~I’ll go eagerly to meet the captain,
 66 T-III|       captain, and greet him:~I’ll ask why he comes, who he
 67 T-III|        he is and from where.~It’ll be strange if he’s not from
 68 T-III|   commend them to you, they who’ll be a greater burden~to you
 69 T-III|      place that it was made.~He’ll be fair to writing that
 70 T-III|         barbarous place;~and he’ll be amazed I managed to persevere ~
 71  T-IV|      that carried weapons.’~You’ll ride in the victory chariot,
 72  T-IV|       in loud voices.~Often you’ll see the four horses rearing
 73  T-IV| applause, and the din.~Then you’ll reach the citadel, and the
 74  T-IV|    favour~your prayers, and you’ll offer the votive wreath
 75  T-IV|      and so for a short while I’ll be in my native country.~
 76  T-IV|          from it all,~and there’ll scarcely be anyone, sent
 77  T-IV|     tell me what I long for.~He’ll tell of a late triumph,
 78  T-IV|    already out of date,~still I’ll be glad to hear of it, whenever.~
 79  T-IV| whenever.~That day will come: I’ll lay aside my gloom,~and
 80  T-IV|       Though I won’t need to, I’ll accept the blame,~since
 81  T-IV|       right and you allow me, I’ll keep your name~and what
 82  T-IV|         to the Western voice.~I’ll be heard on land, and over
 83  T-IV|       will know it was you,~you’ll be guilty in the eyes of
 84  T-IV|         in poet’s prophecies,~I’ll not be yours, earth, though
 85   T-V|         the same end that there’ll be to this misfortune.~It
 86   T-V|       my face will be joyful, I’ll be what I was.~If invincible
 87   T-V|       my sentence be reduced, I’ll sing~what he’ll approve,
 88   T-V|      reduced, I’ll sing~what he’ll approve, free of fierce
 89   T-V|         it! Though I’m hated, I’ll have recourse~to the sacred
 90   T-V|       the overflowing river:~he’ll wonder why Priam grieved
 91   T-V|         of it he assures you he’ll remember and be true,~whether
 92   T-V|      for so many fine deeds:~he’ll not allow your oxen to plough
 93   T-V|      the example of the gods he’ll join,~when he remits my
 94   T-V|        he remits my sentence he’ll grant other requests.~If
 95   T-V|      cloudy days in a year,~you’ll find that it’s more often
 96   T-V|         lenience, it may be~you’ll be saddened by seeing my
 97   T-V|        friend ~who remembers, I’ll obey your orders – have
 98   T-V|  detract from their author,~you’ll still be made glorious by
 99   T-V|      seem~one to be pitied, you’ll find those who’d wish to
100  ExII|         your place.~Perhaps you’ll ask why they come, while
101  ExII|       as it’s not for love!~You’ll find, though the title’s
102  ExII|       am, believe me,~perhaps I’ll be thought worthy of a little
103  ExII|         should I do? I fear you’ll be hardened on seeing~the
104  ExII|        seeing~the name, and you’ll read what’s left with a
105  ExII|       mind.~You be the judge. I’ll dare to confess I’ve written
106  ExII|        be treated as a god.~You’ll appeal, not to Theromedon,
107  ExII|  himself bring sacred herbs,~he’ll not cure a wound in the
108  ExII|         me.~He returned home: I’ll die in this land,~if the
109  ExII|     about what I should do,~you’ll find nothing more useful
110  ExII|        to harm him.~if you do I’ll own to a falsehood in that
111  ExII|          my hand planted, but I’ll not be gathering their fruit.~
112  ExII|        s anger not be final:~He’ll exert his brother’s influence
113  ExII|       to always bring me what I’ll always need,~for as long
114   ExI|        grant you long life, you’ll do the rest,~so long as
115   ExI|       youths in war or peace.~I’ll tell of that triumph also
116   ExI|        temple while I live,~you’ll say that both my prophecies
117   ExI|          if I’m saved at all, I’ll be saved by you.~Now let
118   ExI|       of affection,~in these he’ll take second place to no
119   ExI|      second place to no man.~He’ll celebrate this day above
120   ExI|    cannibal, no Antiphates, who’ll hear your words,~but a calm
121   ExI|        to echo your own vows, I’ll pray~for your mother’s well-being,
122   ExI|     apply here.~Believe me, you’ll hardly find a place, anywhere
123   ExI|        not destined to die,~you’ll often be on the lips of
124   ExI|       of time.~Though you do, I’ll still row despite the following
125   ExI|        powers~of the State: you’ll be the altar and refuge
126   ExI|       and refuge of my exile.~I’ll embrace you when I’m surrounded
127   ExI|         by Getic weapons,~and I’ll follow you as my eagles,
128   ExI|     different path:~I think you’ll remember it, though we’re ~
129   ExI|       you, though I’m absent,~I’ll be in front of your eyes
130   ExI|     driven from my heart:~and I’ll return this spirit to the
131 ExIII|       Ask yourself, surely:~you’ll find out, if you truly desire
132 ExIII|         a mighty stage,~and you’ll be a virtuous wife before
133 ExIII|        undeserving: and, if you’ll confess the truth,~some
134 ExIII|       as things are I think you’ll always be crying.~These
135 ExIII|       your voice~trembling, you’ll barely be able even to say
136 ExIII|  suspect it won’t harm you. She’ll see ~you’re terrified of
137 ExIII|         end,~by everyone, there’ll be no one to deny my sense
138 ExIII|      the hated spears,~soon you’ll admit my omen carries weight.~
139 ExIII|         sentence,~and I pray he’ll want me as one among those
140 ExIII|        to disturb your sleep,~I’ll not show you more attentions
141 ExIII| attentions than you wish,~and I’ll hide who you are unless
142 ExIII|         doesn’t forbid it me,~I’ll waste away, bravely, by
143  ExIV|          while, if you frown, I’ll confess I’ve sinned indeed,~
144  ExIV|         heart, if~they exist, I’ll still not have the power
145  ExIV|        to forget you.~I beg you’ll allow this, and not reject
146  ExIV|        all your help:~if not, I’ll still be grateful, against
147  ExIV|        and it shames me, if you’ll only allow me to tell the
148  ExIV|         be known to everyone?~I’ll not utter a name, in case
149  ExIV|     anyone had said to me: ‘You’ll travel to Euxine shores,~
150  ExIV|        Caesar and the gods,~(he’ll give you cause why you should
151  ExIV|     often repeat them)~then you’ll return home, escorted by
152  ExIV|         you sometimes,~when you’ll say: ‘Ah, what’s that poor
153  ExIV|       words like that to me, ~I’ll immediately confess my exile’
154  ExIV|    shrouded in winter snow.~You’ll cross frozen Thrace, Haemus
155  ExIV|      hurry ~on the journey, you’ll reach the imperial city.~
156  ExIV|       without being stopped.~He’ll be laying down words of
157  ExIV|        to the Julian Temple,~he’ll be debating affairs fitting
158  ExIV|        so great a Consul:~or he’ll be bearing familiar greetings
159  ExIV|     from this host of tasks,~he’ll reach out a kindly hand
160  ExIV|        t depleted.~He swears he’ll be your servant for all
161  ExIV|         knowledge of me.~Them I’ll forget, you I’ll never forget,~
162  ExIV|         Them I’ll forget, you I’ll never forget,~you who ease
163  ExIV|        me:~in which you say you’ll bring me aid, as far as ~
164  ExIV|         me by marriage!~But you’ll find nothing here meriting
165  ExIV|      you look at my family, you’ll find we were knights~for
166  ExIV|    again from the waves.~Then I’ll offer sacred incense to
167  ExIV|         the swift flames,~and I’ll bear witness to the power
168  ExIV|        power of the divinity.~I’ll not build a temple of Parian
169  ExIV|       axes’:~because, since you’ll reach the Capitol as consul~
170  ExIV|        consul~without me, and I’ll not be one of your people,~
171  ExIV|        my punishment help me?~I’ll still use my mind: it alone’
172  ExIV|   complain about everything, ~I’ll be as festive as I can here
173  ExIV|       you as December closes~he’ll enter into on the first
174  ExIV|      Such is your affection you’ll experience alternate joys,~
175  ExIV|        and he in yours.~And you’ll be consul twice, and he’
176  ExIV|         be consul twice, and he’ll be twice consul,~and there’
177  ExIV|         twice consul,~and there’ll be a double honour witnessed
178  ExIV|      with added interest,~and I’ll sing you in some measure,
179  ExIV|      placed among the books you’ll ~be discovered, recognised
180  ExIV|         as you can,~something I’ll not regain without a change
181  ExIV|       Sextus. After the gods he’ll be supreme to me.~If I consider
182  ExIV|      beneath the frozen pole,~I’ll always recall your gifts
183  IBIS|       man.~Whoever it is (for I’ll be silent still as yet about
184  IBIS|         made wretched for it! I’ll be your dearest enemy.~Moisture
185  IBIS|      Altar: The Invocation~ ~We’ll enjoy that peace, while
186  IBIS|      defenceless flock.~First I’ll wage a war in these verses
187  IBIS|        in the yellow sand,~so I’ll not hurl my sharpened steel
188  IBIS|         hateful life at once:~I’ll not speak your name or actions
189  IBIS|        cursed his enemy Ibis,~I’ll curse you, and yours, in
190  IBIS|         race of Pasiphae.~And I’ll have recounted these punishments,
191  IBIS|       these punishments, and he’ll~endure them, let his misery
192  IBIS|    known the worst of ills,~you’ll suffer more. And be, what’
193  IBIS|       from the mournful left.~I’ll consider the gods influenced
194  IBIS| influenced by what I vow, and I’ll~always be nourished, traitor,
195  IBIS|        with its clear waters,~I’ll wage war on you: death will
196  IBIS|      pyre:~wherever I may be, I’ll strive to break from Styx’
197  IBIS|      hand to where you are.~You’ll see me watching, in the
198  IBIS|        appearing as a vision, I’ll drive away your sleep.~Whatever
199  IBIS|       sleep.~Whatever you do, I’ll flit before your lips and
200  IBIS|        guilty face.~Living, you’ll be haunted by the furies,
201  IBIS|   affect you or your tears: you’ll forgo your life, unlamented:
202  IBIS|       take Sisyphus’s place: he’ll grant you his weight to
203  IBIS|      all time, in you,~and they’ll always have sufficient reason
204  IBIS|      her lips,~she said: ‘There’ll be a poet who will sing
205  IBIS|       am that poet: from me you’ll learn your torments,~let
206  IBIS|        from my verses,~that you’ll experience with certain
207  IBIS|        power of my prayers.~You’ll read more in time, containing