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ODE VII
Winter is over, and Spring is returning, but the time passes quickly and the seasons wait for no one. Yet they are renewed again, but man never renews his youth. So be merry while there is time, for we do not know when we die, and once dead, there is no return to life. Not even the gods can retrieve their favourites from death.

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1

 * Diffugere nives, redeunt iam gramina campis
 * Arboribusque comae;
 * Mutat terra vices et decrescentia ripas
 * Flumina praetereunt ;   4


 * The snows have fled, already the grass returns to the fields
 * And leaves return to the trees.
 * Earth changes seasons, and weakly now between their banks
 * the rivers flow past.
 * the rivers flow past.



2

 * Gratia cum Nymphis geminisque sororibus audet
 * Ducere nuda choros.
 * Immortalia ne speres, monet annus et almum
 * Quae rapit hora diem.   8


 * Grace along with her Nymphs and twin sisters ventures
 * naked, leading her dancers.
 * 'Do not hope for immortality', warns the year, and the hour
 * which steals the kindly day.
 * which steals the kindly day.



3

 * Frigora mitescunt zephyris, ver proterit aestas
 * Interitura, simul
 * Pomifer autumnus fruges effuderit, et mox
 * Bruma recurrit iners .   12


 * The Zephyr lessens the cold, the Summer tramples the Spring
 * Only to be overturned as soon as
 * Fruited Autumn has poured forth its crops, and soon
 * Infertile winter returns again.
 * Infertile winter returns again.



4

 * Damna tamen celeres reparant caelestia lunae;
 * Nos ubi decidimus
 * Quo pius Aeneas, quo dives Tullus et Ancus ,
 * Pulvis et umbra sumus.   16


 * Swift moons heal the heavenly damage
 * But we, when we have gone down
 * Where good Aeneas, where rich Tullus and Ancus have gone,
 * We are dust and shade.
 * We are dust and shade.



5

 * Quis scit an adiciant hodiernae crastina summae
 * Tempora di superi?
 * Cuncta manus avidas fugient heredis, amico
 * Quae dederis animo .   20


 * Who knows if the gods will add tomorrow's time
 * To our sum?
 * The only thing that escapes your heir's grasping hands will be
 * What you've added to your soul.
 * What you've added to your soul.



6

 * Cum semel occideris et de te splendida Minos
 * fecerit arbitria,
 * Non, Torquate, genus, non te facundia, non te
 * Restituet pietas ;    24


 * When once you've died and Minos has given his
 * distinguished judgment,
 * Nothing, Torquatus, not birth nor eloquence nor goodness
 * Will restore your life.
 * Will restore your life.



7

 * Infernis neque enim tenebris Diana pudicum
 * Liberat Hippolytum
 * Nec Lethaea valet Theseus abrumpere caro
 * Vincula Perithoo.


 * For Diana can't release from the darkness
 * chaste Hippolytus,
 * Nor has Theseus the power to burst the chains
 * of his dear Perithoös
 * of his dear Perithoös


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