Horace
Ode 3.1

Odi profanum vulgus et arceo;
favete linguis. carmina non prius
audita Musarum sacerdos
virginibus puerisque canto.
regum timendorum in proprios greges,
reges in ipsos imperium est Iovis,
clari Giganteo triumpho,
cuncta supercilio moventis.
est ut viro vir latius ordinet
arbusta sulcis, hic generosior
descendat in campum petitor,
moribus hic meliorque fama
contendat, illi turba clientium
sit maior; aequa lege Necessitas
sortitur insignes et imos:
omne capax movet urna nomen.
destrictus ensis cui super impia
cervice pendet, non Siculae dapes
dulcem elaborabunt saporem,
non avium citharaeque cantus
somnum reducent. somnus agrestium
lenis virorum non humiles domos
fastidit umbrosamque ripam,
non zephyris agitata Tempe.
desiderantem quod satis est neque
tumultuosum sollicitat mare
nec saevus Arcturi cadentis
impetus aut orientis Haedi,
non verberatae grandine vineae
fundusque mendax, arbore nunc aquas
culpante, nunc torrentia agros
sidera, nunc hiemes iniquas.
contracta pisces aequora sentiunt
iactis in altum molibus: huc frequens
caementa demittit redemptor
cum famulis dominusque terrae
fastidiosus. sed Timor et Minae
scandunt eodem quo dominus, neque
decedit aerata triremi et
post equitem sedet atra Cura.
quodsi dolentem nec Phrygius lapis
nec purpurarum sidere clarior
delenit usus nec Falerna
vitis Achaemeniumque costum,
cur invidendis postibus et novo
sublime ritu moliar atrium?
cur valle permutem Sabina
divitias operosiores?



I hate the uninitiate crowd and keep them far
away. Observe a reverent silence! I, the
Muses' priest, sing for maids and boys songs
not heard before.

The rule of dreaded kings is over their own peoples;
but over the kings themselves is the rule of Jove,
glorious for his victory o'er the Giants, and
controlling all things with the nod of his brow.
'Tis true that one man plants his vineyards over
wider acres than his fellow; that one candidate
for office who comes down to the Campus is of
nobler birth, another of greater worth and fame,
while still another has a larger band of
followers; yet with impartial justice Necessity
allots the fates of high and low alike. The
ample urn keeps tossing every name.
Over whose impious head the drawn sword
hangs, for him Sicilian feasts will produce no
savour sweet, nor will music of birds or lutes
bring back sleep
to his couch. Soft slumber scorns not the
humble cottage of the peasant, nor the shady
bank, nor the valley by the zephyrs fanned.
He who longs for only what he needs is
troubled not by stormy seas, not by the fierce
onslaught of setting Arcturus or rising
Haedus--
not by the lashing of his vineyards with the hail, nor
by the treachery of his farm, the trees complaining
now of too much rain, now of the dog-star parching
the fields, now of the cruel winters.
The fishes note the narrowing of the waters
by piers of rock laid in their depths. Here the
builder with his throng of slaves, and the
master who disdains the land, let down the rubble.
But Fear and Threats climb to the selfsame
spot the owner does; nor does black Care quit
the brass-bound galley and even takes her
seat behind the horseman.
But if neither Phrygian marble nor purple
brighter than the stars nor Falernian wine nor
Persian nard can soothe one in distress,
why should I rear aloft in modern style a hall with
columns to stir envy? Why should I change
my Sabine dale for the greater burden of
wealth?


Into the Wild


Above is the trailer of "Into the Wild," directed by Sean Penn.

Analysis

Into the Wild, a book by Jon Krakauer, and later made into a movie by Sean Penn, tells the true story of Christopher McCandless, nicknamed Alexander Supertramp. After graduating from college he decides to set out for Alaska, abandoning a superficial life. Chris turns down his father's offer of a new car and is disgusted by the idea of getting a new one when he already has a car that runs. Horace says in lines 24-25 that, "He who longs for only what he needs is troubled not by stormy seas;" Chris donates all of his life savings to charity. Horace asks in lines 45-48, "Why should I change my Sabine dale for the greater burden of wealth?" Chris sets out with very little money, food and resources, and is enlightened by his freedom and lack of burdening wealth. He supports the life of one who lives simply and with nature. In line 10, Horace says, "latius," meaning more widely, to show how people are always striving to be more and better than their neighbor. This is a fact that upsets Chris as he is only worried about the beauty of the earth, and not of material goods. Chris is willing to let what will happen, happen, and recognizes that "the ample urn keeps tossing every name." Horace and Chris McCandless have very similar views on life. They do not like excess and extravagance, they think that wealth and power are insignificant in the grand scheme of things, and they love nature: Chris venturing out into it, and Horace making many references throughout his poetry.

Horace
Ode 1.11

Tu ne quaesieris, scire nefas, quem mihi, quem tibi
finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios
temptaris numeros. ut melius, quicquid erit, pati,
seu pluris hiemes seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam,
quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare
Tyrrhenum: sapias, uina liques, et spatio brevi
spem longam reseces. dum loquimur, fugerit invida
aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.


You should not ask (it is a crime to know), which end the
gods have given to me, or to you, nor the Babylonian
numbers you tempt. How much better it is to endure whatever will be.
Whether Jupiter allots a winter, or the last winter,
which now weakens the Tyrrhenian Sea with hostile pumice stones,
you should be be wise, you should strain wine, and because of the brief time of out live, you should restrain the long hope.
While we are talking the envious time will have fled:
seize the day, trust as little as the next day is possible.


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Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
by Dr. Seuss

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
You’ll look up and down streets. Look’em over with care. About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.” With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.
And you may not find any you’ll want to go down. In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town. It’s opener there in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.
And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.
Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.
You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best. Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.
You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch. And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.
You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump. And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.
And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun. Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in? How much can you lose? How much can you win?
And if you go in, should you turn left or right…or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.
No! That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky. Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!
Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all. Fame! You’ll be famous as famous can be, with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.
Except when they don’t. Because, sometimes, they won’t.
I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win ‘cause you’ll play against you.
All Alone!
Whether you like it or not, Alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.
And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants. There are some, down the road between hither and yon, that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
But on you will go though the weather be foul. On you will go though your enemies prowl. On you will go though the Hakken-Kraks howl. Onward up many a frightening creek, though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak. On and on you will hike. And I know you’ll hike far and face up to your problems whatever they are.
You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go. So be sure when you step. Step with care and great tact and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left.
And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and ¾ percent guaranteed.)
Kid, you’ll move mountains!
So…be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O’Shea, you’re off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.

So... get on your way!


Analysis

Dr. Seuss,' Oh the Places You'll Go, very clearly mimics the philosophies that Horace preaches to his audience (perhaps more specifically Leuconoe). Ode 1.11 speaks of not worrying about death, making the most out of every single day, not waiting and pondering things that shouldn't be of concern, and not worrying oneself with stressful events. Oh the Places You'll Go also addresses these issues.
Horace's advice states that one should not worry about small decisions and just go with the flow, an idea Dr. Seuss agrees with: "and when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. Just go right along. You’ll start happening too. "
Horace warns about taking too much time thinking things through with, "w
hile we are talking the envious time will have fled." Dr. Seuss strongly agrees, using a clever metaphor of a waiting room in which nothing gets done when one is being indecisive, "you can get so confused that [you're] headed, I fear, toward a most useless place. The Waiting Place…for people just waiting... Everyone is just waiting. No! That’s not for you!"
Dr. Seuss also recognizes that life can be difficult, "wherever you go, you will top all the rest. Except when you don’t. Because, sometimes, you won’t. I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you." Which is very similar to Horace's idea that, "much better it is to endure whatever will be." and not worry so much about life, death, and decisions.
With, "carpe diem!" Horace instills a sense of urgency in the reader to accomplish as much as possible each day and live life to the fullest. And so does Dr. Seuss. The entire book is about life and its challenges, but the importance of rising above them and living, because that is what's most important. And so, "Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So... get on your way!"


Spoiler Alert!!!* If you are planning on seeing or reading "A Room with a View" in the near future, do not read this!

Catullus 70

Nulli se dicit mulier mea nubere malle
quam mihi, non si se Iuppiter ipse petat.
dicit: sed mulier cupido quod dicit amanti,
in vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.


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"A Room with a View" is a story of a young English woman, Lucy Honeychurch, who falls in love with a free-spirited man, George Emerson, on a rural barley field in Florence. However, in these restrictive Edwardian times, her chaperone, Charlotte Bartlett, does not approve of such passion and brings Lucy back to England. Upon her return, Lucy meets Cecil Vyse, an uptight, arrogant man, but quickly accepts his proposal for marriage. She leads Cecil to believe that she loves him.
In this clip from the film version, starting at 6 minutes, Lucy plays a recital at Cecil's home, and afterwards Cecil and his mother discuss the upcoming wedding. Then as they go up to bed, Cecil says, "So you do love me little thing."



While Lucy is still in love with George, she leads Cecil to believe that she loves him. This relates to line 1 of poem 70 when "the woman I love says there is no one she would rather marry..."
However, after George and his father move to Lucy's small village, she realizes that she does not love Cecil and cannot marry him. However, she does not reveal her true feelings in that she loves George, to anyone.
This is similar to lines 3 and 4 when Catullus condemns what women say to things written in wind and running water, obviously things that do not last and are not true. Lucy had originally said that she loved Cecil and that she would marry him, but now she is going back on her word for another man.

And then from 9:34 to the end, George's father, Mr. Emerson, forces Lucy to realize that she has lied to everyone, including herself. And that for the course of the movie her words have been "written in wind and running water." She has lied to her ardent lovers: Cecil and George and she has lied to her family and herself.



Catullus and Cecil are very similar. They both are in love with a woman who has another man in their life, (perhaps multiple in Lesbia's case). They love poetry, Cecil likes to recite it in foreign languages at inappropriate times. And both are extremely unforgivable. Each demands too much from the woman, Catullus with thousands of kisses, fidelity, and as much passion as he has, while Cecil expects Lucy to handle his horrible personality and a life without passion. However, one must feel a little bit sorry for them, as they both were led on to believe that the woman they love loved them back, and that they wanted to marry them, but that was obviously not the case in either circumstance.




Catullus 5

Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum severiorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
soles occidere et redire possunt:
nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux,
nox est perpetua una dormienda.
da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.
dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbābimus illa, ne sciāmus,
aut ne quis malus invidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.

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"Come What May" from Moulin Rouge!

Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
Want to vanish inside your kiss
Everyday I love you more and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time

Come what may, come what may
I will love you until my dying day

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste
It all revolves around you

And there's no mountain too high no river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time

Come what may, come what may
I will love you until my dying day
Oh come what may, come what may
I will love you

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place...

Come what may, come what may
I will love you until my dying day



Analysis**

Catullus 5 is a passionate poem about the desires to be free from the critique of grumpy old men and other various social and time constraints, and to just live and be happy together.

Catullus and Lesbia's love was hindered by Lesbia's relationship status and their lack of approval, which relates to the film "Moulin Rouge!" This is the story of Christian, a young English writer, who falls in love with Satine, a famous courtesan. Because of her... 'profession' and his lack of money, they are unable to wed. This mirrors the situation of Lesbia and Catullus in that both of the couples cannot be together and the women "get around a lot."

The lyrics of "Come What May," a song that Christian and Satine sing to each other, say that, "Seasons may change winter to spring, But I love you until the end of time... I will love you until my dying day " This is similar to the lines in Catullus 5 that say that "suns set and rise again, for us, when the brief light once set, one unending night will be slept. He is saying that even though life is short and we all must die (seasons may change winter to spring) they will still love each other through the unending night, or death (I will love you until my dying day).
Catullus focuses a lot on the importance of these never ending kisses to show his passion which is portrayed in "Come What May" with the line, "Want to vanish inside your kiss."
Catullus shows his love for Lesbia by telling her that he doesn't care what other people think, that their opinions don't matter and that their love is the only thing that is important. In "Come What May," this is said with the lines, "Come what may, come what may," and, "there's no mountain too high no river too wide."

While Catullus has been dead for over two thousand years, his ideas of ignoring the gossiping critiques of love and loving passionately for all allotted time has lived on in many love stories, both past and present.

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