<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415768" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ninth Ode of the Third Book of Horace</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Horace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While I was your beloved one,<br>And while no other youth threw his fond arms around<br>Your white neck so easily,<br>Than the King of the world I was far happier.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lydia..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While you loved not another one,<br>While you did not prefer Chloë to Lydia,<br>I then thought myself happier<br>Than the mother of Rome, great Rhea Silvia.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Horace..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thracian Chloë now governs me,<br>She can merrily sing, playing the cithara;<br>I'd not scruple to die for her,<br>If the Implacable spared Chloë, the auburn haired.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lydia.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I now love and am loved again,<br>By my Calaïs, son of the old Ornytus;<br>Twice I'd die for him willingly,<br>If the terrible fates spared but my Calaïs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Horace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What if love should return again,<br>And unite us by ties more indissoluble?<br>What if Chloë were cast away,<br>And the long-closed door open to Lydia?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lydia.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My love's brighter than any star;<br>You, too, lighter than cork, tossed on the waves of the Hadriatic so terrible;<br>Still I'd live but with thee, and I could die with thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Clerk+Maxwell">James Clerk Maxwell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415768" data-title="Ninth Ode of the Third Book of Horace de James Clerk Maxwell" data-description="Horace. While I was your beloved one, And while no other youth threw his fond arms around Your white neck so easily, Than the King of the world I was far happier. Lydia.. While you loved not another one, While you did not prefer Chloë to Lydi..."></div> </div> </div>

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