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Meditation on the Ravages of Civil Strife
A snippet of Horace I translated to use elsewehre, but, finding the occasion to do so lacking, I place it here instead:
What does damned time not make worse?
The age of our fathers, worse than our grandfathers’, has born
Our more worthless selves, soon to bring forth
Offspring still more vicious. (Odes, 3.6.45-48)
What does damned time not make worse?
The age of our fathers, worse than our grandfathers’, has born
Our more worthless selves, soon to bring forth
Offspring still more vicious. (Odes, 3.6.45-48)