Ausonius, Eclogues

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Liber VII

[Eclogarum Liber]

I.—Ausonius Drepanio Filio

Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?”1 Veronensis ait poeta quondam inventoque dedit statim Nepoti. at nos inlepidum, rudem libellum, 5burras, quisquilias ineptiasque, credemus gremio cui fovendum? inveni, trepidae silete nugae, nec doctum minus et magis benignum, quam quem Gallia praebuit Catullo. 10hoc nullus mihi carior meorum, quem pluris faciunt novem sorores, quam cunctos alios Marone dempto. “Pacatum haut dubie, poeta, dicis?” ipse est. intrepide volate, versus, 15et nidum in gremio fovete tuto. hic vos diligere, hic volet tueri; ignoscenda teget, probata tradet: post hunc iudicium timete nullum. vale.

II.—Ex Graeco Pythagoricum de AmbiguitateEligendae Vitae

Quod vitae sectabor iter, si plena tumultu sunt fora, si curis domus anxia, si peregrinos

  • 1Catullus i. 1.

The Eclogues


I.—Ausonius to his Son Drepanius

“To whom do I give my pretty, new book?” quoth the poet of Verona long ago, and, straightway finding Nepos, presented it to him. But this ugly, rough little book—junk, trash, and drivelling—to whose bosom shall I commit it to be cherished? I have it! (Peace, my anxious trifles!) ’Tis one not less learned and more generous than he with whom Gaul1 furnished Catullus. No one of my own kin is dearer to me than he, and the Nine Sisters esteem him more than all other poets saving Maro. “No doubt, sir Poet, it is Pacatus whom you mean?” The very man! Take wing without a fear, my verses, and nestle safely in his bosom. He will be ready to fondle you, he to guard you; he will hide away your shortcomings, will pass on what he approves: after him, fear ye no critic! Farewell.

II.—From the Greek.2 A Pythagorean Reflection on the Difficulty of Choosing one’s Lot in Life

What path in life shall I pursue? The courts are full of uproar; the home is vexed with cares; home

DOI: 10.4159/DLCL.ausonius-eclogues.1919