"I Have Completed a Monument" (Horace, Odes III.30) I have built a monument Which will last more years than bronze, Which will reach far higher than That royal pile of Pyramids, Which gnawing rain and furious North winds lack power to destroy, Nor chain of years, nor flight of time. Oblivion won't be complete, The greatest part of me will live Beyond the grasp of greedy death. I'll prosper on, fed fresh with praise. For while the priest and silent virgin Still climb the Capitoline hill, In places high and places low — Where the raging Aufidus thunders, Where Daunus lords it over those Whose farms are starved of life-rich rain — Forever I will be proclaimed As having been the very first To make the songs of ancient Greece Dance freely to Italian beats. Melpomene, accept with pride The honor you've so richly earned: Place Delphic laurels on my head. |