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Excerpt from Translations From Horace
Maecenas, of a royal race, My patron, and my sweetest grace, One in the race course happy feels, To raise the dust with glowing wheels, And past the goal victorious whirled, Would vie with Gods, who rule the world. This, if the fickle people's voice, Make him the object of their choice That, if within his barn is stored The wealth the fertile fields afford. The man on his paternal farm Content to toil, you'll never charm By regal wealth his fate to brave, The timid soul, - upon the wave. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
