IN THE SPRINGTIME. I. Odes, I. 4 E.F.
IN THE SPRINGTIME. II. R.M.F.
TO A BULLY. Epode VI. E.F.
TO MOTHER VENUS.
TO LYDIA. Odes, I. 8 E.F.
TO NEOBULE. Odes, III. 12 R.M.F.
AT THE BALL GAME. Odes, V. 17. R.M.F.
EPILOGUE. E.F.





AN INVITATION TO MÆCENAS

Dear, noble friend! a virgin cask
Of wine solicits your attention;
And roses fair, to deck your hair,
And things too numerous to mention.
So tear yourself awhile away
From urban turmoil, pride, and splendor,
And deign to share what humble fare
And sumptuous fellowship I tender.
The sweet content retirement brings
Smoothes out the ruffled front of kings.

The evil planets have combined
To make the weather hot and hotter;
By parboiled streams the shepherd dreams
Vainly of ice-cream soda-water.