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  1   T-I|           at my throat.~Even what I’ve created, will amaze just
  2   T-I|            don’t do harm, while you’ve power to help –~since my
  3   T-I|         love.~Avoid them, or if you’ve the nerve, call them~parricides,
  4   T-I|       Telegonus.~I warn you, if you’ve any care for your father,~
  5   T-I|            though, once, of joy. ~I’ve more orders for you if you
  6   T-I|          Asian cities, nor places I’ve seen,~nor do I sail to Alexander’
  7   T-I|            if as the humblest may I’ve favoured that House,~if
  8   T-I|             was enough for me,~if I’ve sung of the happy age with
  9   T-I|              and the friends that I’ve loved like brothers,~O hearts
 10   T-I|         than circumstance allows.~I’ve endured as many evils as
 11   T-I|            troubles not Ulysses’:~I’ve suffered more than the Neritian.~
 12   T-I|             This I prophesy since I’ve been betrayed by one~whom
 13   T-I|         always go on as well as you’ve begun.~~ Book TI.X:1-50
 14   T-I|             Work~ ~Every letter you’ve read in this entire volume,~
 15  T-II|            my cheeks –~But unless I’ve sinned, how can you forgive?~
 16  T-II|             greater moderation.~You’ve often granted mercy to a
 17  T-II|          you if he’d been victor.~I’ve often seen those you’ve
 18  T-II|             ve often seen those you’ve enriched by wealth ~or honours
 19  T-II|             stronger: no one says I’ve followed~weapons or hostile
 20  T-II|              the day grow bright.~I’ve seen an elm weighed down
 21  T-II|            me when I gaze at what I’ve done.~As there’s no steady
 22  T-II|         your post~and read poetry I’ve set going on limping feet?~
 23  T-II|         down by so many things,~you’ve never unrolled my witticisms?~
 24  T-II|             tale.~Lastly, since you’ve filled the world with deeds,~
 25  T-II|           Sybaritica,~nor those who’ve not concealed their adventures.~
 26  T-II|     followed my jests.~In the end I’ve not seen one of all those
 27  T-II|        pricey items like these.~You’ve seen them yourself and often
 28  T-II|            whole world employs,~you’ve calmly watched these staged
 29  T-II|            to, publicly,~often they’ve even detained your eyes.~
 30  T-II|             all my work’s remiss,~I’ve often launched my boat under
 31  T-II|             boat under full sail.~I’ve written six of the Fasti
 32  T-II|           favours you, and yours.~I’ve never hurt anyone with caustic
 33  T-II|             never accused anyone.~I’ve openly avoided wit steeped
 34 T-III|        wanton than my life,~since I’ve suffered many dangers on
 35 T-III|             the toil is over,~and I’ve reached the country of my
 36 T-III|          mine remains in the city I’ve lost.~Ah, how often I’ve
 37 T-III|            ve lost.~Ah, how often I’ve knocked at the door of my
 38 T-III|           ill-starred life?~Gods, I’ve found too constant in cruelty,~
 39 T-III|            a brave heart, those you’ve known for a long time.~If
 40 T-III|          those, I know, though they’ve injured him~will give their
 41 T-III|             the sound of sobbing.~I’ve also felt your strong defence
 42 T-III|            the life of the world:~I’ve said nothing: a pure tongue
 43 T-III|            doing when she knows you’ve come~she’ll stop, and ask
 44 T-III|           was Croesus.~In short, we’ve nothing that isn’t mortal,~
 45 T-III|            and petition the god you’ve known, in the proper way.~
 46 T-III|       should be given due credit:~I’ve seen the vast waters frozen
 47 T-III|           can cut the solid wave.~I’ve seen fish stuck fast held
 48 T-III|             in your greedy heart:~I’ve suffered so many evils in
 49 T-III|         interest in my affairs,~you’ve nothing to fear: my fate’
 50 T-III|            up, by a long neglect.~I’ve no great supply of books
 51 T-III|                words fail me, and I’ve forgotten how to speak.~
 52  T-IV|       redden your cheeks,~because I’ve been struck by Jupiter’s
 53  T-IV|         forgive my praise of you.~I’ve sinned in nothing: your
 54  T-IV|            myself, ~ah, how close I’ve come to revealing your name!~
 55  T-IV|            in this inwardly,~that I’ve remembered you and you’ve
 56  T-IV|           ve remembered you and you’ve been loyal,~and, as you
 57  T-IV|         time left for these ills.~I’ve neither the strength nor
 58  T-IV|            colour I used to have:~I’ve barely skin enough to cover
 59  T-IV|         grows green again.~And if I’ve no chance for revenge, in
 60  T-IV|           the midst of Helicon:~you’ve given me, something rare,
 61  T-IV|       though I die today.~Whether I’ve won fame through fashion
 62   T-V|             now, to the four~that I’ve already sent from the Getic
 63   T-V|          about them.~Since I fell I’ve been the crier of sudden
 64   T-V|          Love’s quiver is exiled.~I’ve turned people’s thoughts
 65   T-V|          sing so many~sad things: I’ve suffered many sad things.~
 66   T-V|        Field of Mars,~so the ills I’ve suffered without cure, or
 67   T-V|          where they’re forbidden.~I’ve explained my writing. You
 68   T-V|            not brought relief.~If I’ve committed no crime, I pray
 69   T-V|             vessel.~As commanded, I’ve reached the featureless
 70   T-V|            celebrate you, if only I’ve not got the date wrong,~
 71   T-V|             an iron fate in life.~I’ve fallen no less heavily than
 72   T-V|             own tears,~and when you’ve gazed around you, say in
 73   T-V|          our choir?’~This only if I’ve earned your approval by
 74   T-V|          country~- enough that they’ve been snatched from me alone –~
 75   T-V|        friend,~though for my part I’ve composed nothing for the
 76   T-V|           me, and my Muses, ~when I’ve cursed them at length, I
 77   T-V|       barely deserve the name,~they’ve more cruel savagery in them
 78   T-V|           Enemy~ ~Abject as I am, I’ve not fallen so low that~I’
 79   T-V|        waves have hardened, since I’ve been in Pontus.~Yet I seem
 80   T-V|            Endure, and be true: you’ve suffered much worse,~when
 81   T-V|              if all sense of what I’ve lost should leave me,~still
 82   T-V|    un-learned Latin, I think,~now I’ve learnt to speak Getic and
 83   T-V|         write, and burn the books I’ve written in the fire:~a few
 84   T-V|            himself.~Sick at heart I’ve drawn the sickness into
 85   T-V|             torment,~and for days I’ve been tortured by pains in
 86   T-V|            shoulders.~Why, when you’ve given me such great proof
 87   T-V|             m wrong in thinking you’ve forgotten me.~It’s clear
 88   T-V|          see how great a monument I’ve reared~to you in my books,
 89   T-V|             the ancestral shades.~I’ve given you the fruits of
 90  ExII|            of Tomis.~Brutus, if you’ve time, welcome these foreign
 91  ExII|            to them.~Ah, the times I’ve said: ‘You teach nothing
 92  ExII|             with such men:~still, I’ve not employed fierce weapons
 93  ExII|             a mighty god.~Because I’ve earned and experienced the
 94  ExII|             part, to worship him.~I’ve seen one who confessed to
 95  ExII|          and restore the sight~they’ve taken, when they see true
 96  ExII|              I’ll dare to confess I’ve written to you~(..in the
 97  ExII|             roofs of the homeland I’ve left behind.~And sometimes
 98  ExII|            beloved wife.~So, when I’ve known this brief and unreal
 99  ExII|            s friend.~The solace you’ve lately granted my troubled
100  ExII| strengthened my low spirits,~when I’ve adopted your mind’s defences,~
101  ExII|       distant from my native land~I’ve still managed to end among
102  ExII|           god endures.~No doubt you’ve aged too because of our
103  ExII|           it, I’m ashamed of what I’ve written,~since I see what
104  ExII|           my luckless hands.~When I’ve granted the time my body
105  ExII|            my slight body.~When you’ve thought deeply about what
106  ExII|            due to my merits~still I’ve great hopes, given the kindness
107  ExII|        Flaminia.~I don’t know who I’ve cultivated them for: I used
108  ExII|         debt he owes to friends who’ve died,~let him count me as
109  ExII|           its proper powers.~True I’ve no pain, I don’t burn and
110   ExI|            fragment of clear sky: I’ve cheated fate.~Even if Caesar
111   ExI|      imprisoned ~among the Getae, I’ve seen the glorious triumph.~
112   ExI|            the help of the god they’ve injured.~Some might say
113   ExI|        house appear,~with which you’ve benefited anxious defendants.~
114   ExI|             in your cradle.~Since I’ve honoured your House from
115   ExI|             it reasonable, that you’ve forgotten me already.~Your
116   ExI|         affection.~More than once I’ve edited it, on your advice,~
117   ExI|             himself in Germany.~You’ve been Germanicus’s companion
118   ExI|             of my sufferings~that I’ve endured on land, endured
119   ExI|            the Getae,~yet even they’ve groaned at my troubles.~
120   ExI|           blows of Fortune,~until I’ve hardly room for a new wound.~
121   ExI|           run of misfortunes,~and I’ve found nothing that can bring
122   ExI|             many of us:~unhappily I’ve perished through my own
123   ExI|             Please hold to what you’ve started, don’t desert the
124   ExI|            just now,~those that you’ve sent me Cotta Maximus: the
125   ExI|         than the triple deities you’ve sent to these shores.~It’
126   ExI|             you could achieve it, I’ve returned home, ~no longer
127   ExI|            enemy blood,~just as you’ve learned to hurl javelins
128   ExI|           seal on its linen ties.~I’ve done nothing that the law
129   ExI|             annoys you.~Oh, since I’ve not the power, may the gods
130 ExIII|          your leave, Pontus, if you’ve any leave to give,~land
131 ExIII|       provided by our troubles,~you’ve a wealth of weeping with
132 ExIII|        welcome. I forgive those~who’ve taken flight along with
133 ExIII|            of your loyalty~(since I’ve learnt how to speak Getic
134 ExIII|      Maximus: Love’s Visit~ ~If you’ve a little time to give to
135 ExIII|           clear ~conscience, that I’ve never troubled lawful beds.~
136 ExIII|           is that if it’s thought I’ve composed~notes on adultery,
137 ExIII|             and by Caesar’s life, I’ve learnt ~nothing save what’
138 ExIII|           write about triumphs they’ve watched:~it’s one thing
139 ExIII|            hand of a witness,~but I’ve penned what an eager ear
140 ExIII|            gold and silver~that you’ve seen, that finery, I complain
141 ExIII|          forgive me, O reader,~if I’ve made errors in it, or neglected
142 ExIII|            of the uncouth Getae. ~I’ve read the fluent words you
143 ExIII|            they were too few.~But I’ve made them more by frequent
144 ExIII|            And to take the fruit we’ve pulled from the branch~delights
145 ExIII|           can believe it, I dream I’ve been received~in the heavenly
146 ExIII|          his lightning at many,~who’ve not merited punishment for
147 ExIII|        prayers are without end.~You’ve become weary of my monotonous
148 ExIII|          verses,~and I ask what you’ve all learned by heart, I
149 ExIII|          Naso, endure this too: you’ve suffered worse.~there’s
150 ExIII|             of fate is customary.~I’ve reached the Getic lands:
151 ExIII|            than that petitions they’ve made have proved worthless.~
152 ExIII|   consideration could send.~Still I’ve sent you Scythian arrows
153  ExIV|           you frown, I’ll confess I’ve sinned indeed,~though the
154  ExIV|        Everyone cherishes what they’ve made.~As Venus remains the
155  ExIV|       friendship.~It’s only verse I’ve not given you, witness to
156  ExIV|             apples to Alcinous?~You’ve a fertile mind, and of those
157  ExIV|            Forgive my confession, I’ve let slip the reins of study,~
158  ExIV|       barely plays her part, when I’ve taken up my tablets,~she
159  ExIV|          almost has to be forced.~I’ve little or no pleasure, to
160  ExIV|             whether it’s the fact I’ve reaped no profit from it, ~
161  ExIV|    consolation,~those goddesses who’ve earned no good of me?~But
162  ExIV|             m still alive,~whom you’ve taken no care to enquire
163  ExIV|          you call it a crime that I’ve commenced being unhappy?~
164  ExIV|           two-faced Janus, when you’ve opened the long year,~and
165  ExIV|         words of good-omen,~and you’ve given the thanks due to
166  ExIV|          less danger.~Even when you’ve reached the threshold, you
167  ExIV|            your kindness.’~When you’ve spoken, ask him to protect
168  ExIV|          power than your prayers.~I’ve spent five years of one
169  ExIV|       returned,~than any of you who’ve grieved at my exile~shall
170  ExIV|     Knowledge~ ~Vestalis, since you’ve been posted to the Euxine
171  ExIV|             oxen.~If only, when you’ve done praying for greater
172  ExIV|        there in my appearance.~So I’ve been throughout, here, where
173  ExIV|           lips.~Perhaps the poems I’ve made and sent off, about ~
174  ExIV|           so precisely,~I’d say: ‘I’ve whiled away the time, held
175  ExIV|      present hour has brought me.~I’ve avoided my usual worries,
176  ExIV|             among the Getae.’~But I’ve no doubt that you, singing
177  ExIV|     mournful news~reached me, and I’ve read of your loss with tears.~
178  ExIV|            of all the many years we’ve seen,~no less beloved by
179  ExIV|            art’s defective,~since I’ve almost turned into a Getic
180  ExIV|         Getic poet.~Ah! Shameful: I’ve even written a work in Getic,~
181  ExIV|           and may~his sons, who you’ve been given to train, to
182  ExIV|             ship was wrecked?~But I’ve done nothing, not guilty:
183  ExIV|            the walls.~The charges I’ve uttered against your land,
184  ExIV|             of his attentions.~They’ve been as plentiful as the
185  ExIV|         left to you, Sextus, or you’ve bought:~so I am yours as
186  ExIV|             work’s unpublished~so I’ve no right to speak about
187  ExIV|            about, you, cruel one.~I’ve lost everything: only my
188  IBIS|               Until now, now that I’ve reached my fifties,~all
189  IBIS|            crimes, these weapons we’ve assumed, cruel one. ~~ Ibis:
190  IBIS|             a war in these verses I’ve begun,~though it’s not the
191  IBIS|            same way.~And like him I’ve involved my poem with hidden
192  IBIS|         poem with hidden matters:~I’ve followed him, though I’m
193  IBIS|            in their sinning.~If you’ve a daughter, may she be what
194  IBIS|          the same name as the two I’ve mentioned.~May you drink
195  IBIS|            lest you complain that I’ve forgotten you,~these words