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  1   T-I|        wolf.~If Phaethon lived he’d avoid the sky, refuse~to
  2   T-I|        everything I think of,~you’d be a heavy burden to the
  3   T-I|           numb with long delay.~I’d not thought about slaves
  4   T-I|      often I said, deceptively, I’d a set time,~an appropriate
  5   T-I|      groaning no less than if she’d seen the bodies~of her daughter
  6   T-I|       friendship~as deeply, if he’d not gone down to the infernal
  7   T-I|    suffered many greater than you’d credit, ~that won’t be believed,
  8   T-I|       veiled in concealment.~If I’d an untiring voice, lungs
  9   T-I|            reaching the fields he’d aimed at, for so long.~But
 10   T-I|       come into my wealth, if you’d let them.~Your courage,
 11   T-I|    exceeds you in probity.~If you’d been assigned to Homer,
 12   T-I|        enduring sorrows! –~or you’d be first among the sacred
 13   T-I|       this rough work may have,~I’d have amended it, if I’d
 14   T-I|           d have amended it, if I’d been allowed.’~~ Book TI.
 15   T-I|     disaster, cruel one,~that you’d no regard, or solace for
 16   T-I|        your tender throat,~or you’d think my ills less alien
 17   T-I|       Cyclades, I suspect,~when I’d passed the Isthmus and its
 18  T-II|         for my wit.~Were I wise I’d rightly hate the learned
 19  T-II|          a defeated enemy~that he’d not have granted to you
 20  T-II|         have granted to you if he’d been victor.~I’ve often
 21  T-II|           good faith.~Ah me! If I’d not been damaged by recent
 22  T-II|       damaged by recent events,~I’d be many times secure in
 23  T-II|     intermittent silence,~and you’d think they’d set aside their
 24  T-II|     silence,~and you’d think they’d set aside their power:~so
 25  T-II|         by chance, as I wish, you’d had the time~you’d have
 26  T-II|            you’d had the time~you’d have read nothing criminal
 27  T-II|        for my writings.~Even if I’d confessed it, the games
 28  T-II|            hadn’t loved Aerope~we’d not read about the swerving
 29  T-II|         are no less perverse.~Who’d hesitate to follow such
 30  T-II|           living men.~I confess I’d no fear that where so many
 31  T-II|        The Other Arts~ ~What if I’d written lewd and obscene
 32  T-II|           earns new punishment:~I’d published those songs when
 33 T-III|           smoothed with pumice,~I’d blush to be better turned
 34 T-III|        know your faithful care.~I’d write more: but my voice,
 35 T-III|          warned myself,~perhaps I’d be in that city where I
 36 T-III|        his daughters~trees, if he’d sufficed Phaethon as a father.~
 37 T-III|        heart, my friends, ~whom I’d like to mention each by
 38 T-III|        one that ruined me.~If you’d known that too, my friend,
 39 T-III|          that too, my friend, you’d be enjoying~your companions
 40 T-III|         your companions safety, I’d be safe through your advice.~
 41 T-III|         Say I live, but so that I’d rather not live,~my ills
 42 T-III|           Change of Place~ ~Now I’d wish to drive Triptolemus’
 43 T-III|          uncultivated soil:~now I’d wish to bridle Medea’s dragons,~
 44 T-III|           citadel, Corinth:~now I’d wish for wings to beat in
 45 T-III|         swiftness~and suddenly, I’d see my country’s sweet earth,~
 46 T-III|           Greek cities here – who’d believe it? –~among the
 47 T-III|            fleeing the father she’d left,~in the Argo, that
 48 T-III|          roasting in the fires he’d prepared,~Perillus made
 49 T-III|   yourself.~~ And since, though I’d never have thought it possible,~
 50 T-III|           m not thought a liar,~I’d like you to try my punishment
 51 T-III|         for me, or any shame,~you’d not have followed me beyond
 52 T-III|         from a final polish, if I’d not perished first,~now
 53  T-IV|         dangerous,~I might wish I’d never touched the Pierian
 54  T-IV|           of those same fish.~You’d sooner count spring flowers,
 55  T-IV|         of your grief:~Not sad? I’d have you worthy of an exiled
 56  T-IV|         and not my life, that you’d been left widowed, and alone!~
 57  T-IV|         my body:~and, in short, I’d have been as sinless as
 58  T-IV|            I am that man.’~If you’d allow it, I’d certainly
 59  T-IV|        man.’~If you’d allow it, I’d certainly show you honour,~
 60  T-IV|      there’s an obvious reason. I’d sooner believe~that Medusa’
 61  T-IV|            half man, half bull.~I’d rather believe all this,
 62  T-IV|         winning post, I thought I’d reached,~my chariot has
 63  T-IV|    raising my horns,~and I wish I’d no reason to raise them
 64  T-IV|        was not the first child: I’d an elder brother, ~who was
 65  T-IV|        too great for my powers.~I’d neither the strength of
 66   T-V|         were milder to me,~then I’d give you poetry filled with
 67   T-V|    Quality of His Work~ ~‘But you’d endure your troubles better
 68   T-V|        course,~hurt me as if they’d been freshly made.~It’s
 69   T-V|        tried to count them,~say I’d tried to number the water-drops
 70   T-V|           things because I knew I’d earned them:~yet your anger
 71   T-V|        length, fulfil her days.~I’d add mine to hers, but I
 72   T-V|        certain for humankind. Who’d have thought~that I’d be
 73   T-V|         Who’d have thought~that I’d be performing these rites
 74   T-V|           of Troy first~and there’d be no reason to remember
 75   T-V|           would be hidden, as you’d wish,~if favourable winds
 76   T-V|        bring the sick the help he’d promised.~It’s worse to
 77   T-V| dissatisfied with them is one who’d add~sand to the shore, wheat
 78   T-V|     Letter Of Thanks~ ~Oh, if you’d let your name be set in
 79   T-V|         in my verse~how often you’d have been set there by me!~
 80   T-V|          Remembering your help, I’d have sung only you,~without
 81   T-V|           wishing it thought they’d feared it,~and gazed at
 82   T-V|          knew the Greek host.~You’d think time stood still,
 83   T-V|          you don’t fear them, you’d hate the sight~of their
 84   T-V|          shame to you, to whom ~I’d wish it least of all, and
 85   T-V|      glory:~if it were possible I’d wish no one to know of me.~
 86   T-V|    corrected that one thing~there’d be no flaw in your illustrious
 87   T-V|        your illustrious person.~I’d accuse you more strongly,
 88   T-V|     pitied, you’ll find those who’d wish to be ~what you are,
 89   T-V|          to be ~what you are, who’d call you happy and envy
 90   T-V|       share in our misfortunes.~I’d not have given you more
 91   T-V|     touched the Trojan shore?~You’d be no help to me dead, rather
 92  ExII|          a private household.~You’d like to know where to put
 93  ExII|     prince’s anger,~don’t think I’d not wish, for my part, to
 94  ExII|      through the streets, that he’d deserved it.~The gods delight
 95  ExII|          wounds were curable~they’d be able to be cured through
 96  ExII|          many years~believe me, I’d be older than Pylian Nestor.~
 97  ExII|    revisit the goddesses I wish I’d never worshipped.~~ Book
 98  ExII|        that regard as well:~and I’d rather then your whole House
 99  ExII|      never sin.~And even though I’d like to be able to deny
100  ExII|            If I told you all, you’d weep.~It’s enough if you
101  ExII|         He did not leave until he’d crushed the bold spirit~
102  ExII|          exile!~If only I could I’d like to be shepherd to the
103  ExII|            leaning on my staff, I’d like to guard the grazing
104  ExII|     customary warnings to them.~I’d control the handle of the
105  ExII|          s wrong to say it, and I’d not have thought~it possible,
106  ExII|       than those, and I wish they’d been the last of my life,~
107  ExII|           used to promise that he’d come to me even here~but
108  ExII|         lends them substance.~You’d hardly know my features
109  ExII|          if you saw them,~and you’d ask what’s become of my
110  ExII|         eating heavily: even if I’d loved to do so,~there’s
111   ExI|      madness to dare confess it~I’d still enjoy this happiness
112   ExI|           my ~entreaties, after I’d deserved Caesar’s anger:~
113   ExI|        chance to choose freely, I’d ask~a thousand blessings
114   ExI|         not so harsh to me that I’d believe,~or think it reasonable,
115   ExI|      support the weight of what I’d started.~What’s praiseworthy
116   ExI|         Let my thanks to you, who’d do this even if I didn’t ~
117   ExI|   celestial lips have opened,~you’d swear the gods are accustomed
118   ExI|          grant me a tongue,~and I’d be dumb if I weren’t allowed
119   ExI|          could one be a liar)~you’d count ears of wheat faster,
120   ExI|       swam in the sea,~before you’d have the total of my sufferings~
121   ExI|           if you hid your name,~I’d deny it was composed by
122   ExI|       know that I remember you.~I’d sooner come to forget my
123 ExIII|          enemies,~by your leave I’d seek to call you the worst
124 ExIII|           think many wish it: who’d be so unfair to me~as to
125 ExIII|        have been less known if he’d wandered less:~Philoctetes’
126 ExIII|           my life is left:~What I’d provide if I were stronger
127 ExIII|          would be your model.~You’d emulate Penelope if, by
128 ExIII|        your guide in the act.~You’d need to keep Evadne before
129 ExIII|       master’s exile,~you, whom I’d far better not have taught,~
130 ExIII|   sincerity:~take that away and I’d think all was lost.~Though
131 ExIII|          approval of the crowd:~I’d have gained strength from
132 ExIII|         Maximus Cotta, to whom he’d prefer~to offer it face
133 ExIII|          from a chased dish.~If I’d not sinned, if my Muse hadn’
134 ExIII|        what I read,~and perhaps I’d have sat, as I used to sit,
135 ExIII|         to you, or you to me.~You’d commit no crime by consoling
136 ExIII|          to an exile?~Perhaps you’d have reason to be afraid
137 ExIII|        ask, my friends:~yet there’d have been one willing to
138  ExIV|         you yourself compose?~Who’d give Aristaeus honey, Bacchus
139  ExIV|        place,~believe me, even he’d have turned into a Getan.~
140  ExIV|          by cultivation,~though I’d like to if the savage wars
141  ExIV|       wounded by Getic arrows,’~I’d have said: ‘Go and drink
142  ExIV|          from that land where you’d prefer Ovid not to be.~But
143  ExIV|           not to be.~But what you’d not wish, wretched fate
144  ExIV|           for or against him.~Who’d know of Thebes and the seven
145  ExIV|         you to great affairs,~you’d have been the crowning glory
146  ExIV|          the chosen day.~And if I’d been born to a better fate,~
147  ExIV|        acts out in writing,~and I’d congratulate you with sweet
148  ExIV|           less mine than yours.~I’d be so proud on that day,
149  ExIV|        that day, I confess, there’d ~be scarcely any roof could
150  ExIV|        senators surrounded you,~I’d be commanded, a knight,
151  ExIV|          the consul:~and though I’d wish always to be near you,~
152  ExIV|          always to be near you,~I’d be glad not to have a mere
153  ExIV|        mere place at your side.~I’d not complain if I were crushed,
154  ExIV|     people at a time like that.~I’d delight in gazing at the
155  ExIV|           lengthy way.~and so you’d know how much little things
156  ExIV|       little things impress me,~I’d examine the quality of purple
157  ExIV|     Numidian ivory.~Then when you’d been accompanied to the
158  ExIV|         gave my private thanks:~I’d have offered incense, heart
159  ExIV|           supreme honour.~There I’d be counted among the friends
160  ExIV|         play witness for me.~They’d prefer me to leave, since
161  ExIV|           to him who tasted it.~I’d buy those juices, that make
162  ExIV|          speaking so precisely,~I’d say: ‘I’ve whiled away the
163  ExIV|         the hero you describe. He’d deny~that loyalty’s only
164  ExIV|         away of your ~friend, you’d had nothing more to complain
165  ExIV|        your name’s constructed.~I’d consider no one else worthier
166  ExIV|         you can be in my verse.~I’d be ashamed to split your
167  ExIV|         the next with the rest.~I’d be equally ashamed if I
168  ExIV|       your name by such tricks,~I’d be laughed at, and rightly
169  ExIV|           that didn’t move you, I’d think you’d a heart~encased
170  ExIV|           move you, I’d think you’d a heart~encased in hard
171  ExIV|            My theme, you ask? You’d praise me: I speak of Caesar.~
172  ExIV|       starry Pedo:~and Carus, who’d have angered Juno in his
173  ExIV|          of sails whose verse you’d think~composed by the sea-green
174  ExIV|         but, in all that crowd, I’d not dare to forget you, ~
175  IBIS|          your face.~Whether, as I’d not wish, I’m exhausted
176  IBIS|         our people.~As soon as he’d fallen from his mother’s
177  IBIS|        for Apollo’s art,~after he’d acted as judge of the gods’
178   Ind|       Darius III, King of Persia (d 330 BC). He was defeated
179   Ind|    Hercules and Lichas – Galleria d’Arte Moderna, Rome). He
180   Ind|          Book TIII. X:41-78 If he’d been further north in winter
181   Ind|            Ibis:311-364 Alexander d. 358 BC was tyrant of the