Horace

Quintus Horatius Flaccus (8 December 65 BC – 27 November 8 BC), known in the English-speaking world as Horace, was the leading lyric poet in Latin.

Quotes

Life grants nothing to us mortals without hard work.

Never despair...

Tommorrow we'll be back on the vast ocean

Cras ingens iterabimus aequor
- Tomorrow we will be back on the vast ocean.
  - The Routledge Dictionary of Latin Quotations: The Illiterati's Guide to Latin Maxims, Mottoes, Proverbs and Sayings

Satires (c. 35 BC and 30 BC)

Quamquam ridentem dicere verum quid vetat? ut pueris olim dant crustula blandi doctores, elementa velint ut discere prima.
- What is to prevent one from telling truth as he laughs, even as teachers sometimes give cookies to children to coax them into learning their A B C?
- Book I, satire i, line 24 (translation by H. Fairclough)

What odds does it make to the man who lives within Nature's bounds, whether he ploughs a hundred acres or a thousand?
- Book I, satire i, line 48

Bona pars hominum est decepta cupidine falso 'nil satis est', inquit, 'quia tanti quantum habeas sis.'
- People are enticed by a desire which continually cheats them.
  ‘Nothing is enough,’ they say, ‘for you’re only worth what you have.’
- Book I, satire i, lines 61-62, as translated by N. Rudd

Saepe stilum vertas, iterum quae digna legi sint scripturus.
- Often must you turn your pencil to erase, if you hope to write something worth a second reading.
- Book I, satire i, lines 72-3, (transl. Rushton Fairclough, 1926)

Let’s put a limit to the scramble for money. ...
Having got what you wanted, you ought to begin to bring that struggle to an end.
- Book I, satire i, lines 92-94, as translated by N. Rudd

Inde fit ut raro, qui se vixisse beatum
dicat et exacto contentus tempore vita
cedat uti conviva satur, reperire queamus.
- We rarely find anyone who can say he has lived a happy life, and who, content with his life, can retire from the world like a satisfied guest.
- Book I, satire i, line 117

Non satis est puris versum perscribere verbis.
- 'Tis not sufficient to combine
  Well-chosen words in a well-ordered line.
- Book I, satire iv, line 54 (translated by John Conington)

Atqui si vitiis mediocribus ac mea paucis
mendosa est natura, alioqui recta, velut si
egregio inspersos reprehendas corpore naevos,
si neque avaritiam neque sordes nec mala lustra
obiciet vere quisquam mihi, purus et insons,
ut me collaudem, si et vivo carus amicis...
at hoc nunc
laus illi debetur et a me gratia maior.
nil me paeniteat sanum patris huius, eoque
non, ut magna dolo factum negat esse suo pars,
quod non ingenuos habeat clarosque parentis,
sic me defendam.
- If my character is flawed by a few minor faults, but is otherwise decent and moral, if you can point out only a few scattered blemishes on an otherwise immaculate surface, if no one can accuse me of greed, or of prurience, or of profligacy, if I live a virtuous life, free of defilement (pardon, for a moment, my self-praise), and if I am to my friends a good friend, my father deserves all the credit... As it is now, he deserves from me unstinting gratitude and praise. I could never be ashamed of such a father, nor do I feel any need, as many people do, to apologize for being a freedman's son.
- Book I, satire vi, lines 65–92

Nil sine magno
vita labore dedit mortalibus.
- Life grants nothing to us mortals without hard work. / Life has given nothing to mortals without great labor.
- Book I, satire ix, line 59

in pace, ut sapiens, aptarit idonea bello
- In peace, as a wise man, he should make suitable preparation for war.
  - Book II, satire ii, line 111

Adclinis falsis animus meliora recusat.
- The mind enamored with deceptive things, declines things better.
  - Book II, satire ii, line 6

Quocirca vivite fortes, fortiaque adversis opponite pectora rebus
- So live, my boys, as brave men; and if fortune is adverse, front its blows with brave hearts.
  - Book II, Satire II, Line 135-136 (trans. E. C. Wickham)

Ille sinistrorsum, hic dextrorsum abit : unus utrique
Error, sed variis illudit partibus.
- This to the right, that to the left hand strays,
  And all are wrong, but wrong in different ways.
- Book II, satire iii, line 50 (trans. Conington)

Heu, Fortuna, quis est crudelior in nos
Te deus? Ut semper gaudes illudere rebus Humanis!
- O Fortune, cruellest of heavenly powers,
  Why make such game of this poor life of ours?
- Book II, satire viii, line 61 (trans. Conington)

Sed convivatoris uti ducis ingenium res
Adversae nudare solent, celare secundae.
- A host is like a general: calamities often reveal his genius.
- Book II, satire viii, lines 73–74 [1]

Dum licet, in rebus jucundis vive beatus;
Vive memor quam sis aevi brevis.
- Then take, good sir, your pleasure while you may;
  With life so short 'twere wrong to lose a day.
- Book II, satire viii, line 96 (trans. Conington)

Odes (c. 23 BC and 13 BC)

I have made a monument more lasting than bronze.

Bellaque matribus detestata
- And wars detested by mothers
  - Book I, ode I, translation of C. Smart
    - Variant translations/paraphrases:
      "Wars are the dread of mothers"
      "War, detested by mothers"

Nequiquam deus abscidit
Prudens Oceano dissociabili
Terras, si tamen impiae
Non tangenda rates transiliunt vada.
- In vain did Nature's wife command
  Divide the waters from the land,
  If daring ships and men profane,
  Invade th' inviolable main.
- Book I, ode iii, line 21 (trans. by John Dryden)

Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat inchoare longam.
- Life's short span forbids us to enter on far reaching hopes.
- Book I, ode iv, line 15

Nil desperandum...
- Never despair...
- Book I, ode vii, line 27

Nunc vino pellite curas.
- Now drown care in wine.
- Book I, ode vii, line 32

Permitte divis cetera.
- Leave all else to the gods.
- Book I, ode ix, line 9

Dum loquimur, fugerit invida
Aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.
- As we speak cruel time is fleeing. Seize the day, believing as little as possible in the morrow.
- Book I, ode xi, line 7
- John Conington's translation:
  In the moment of our talking, envious time has ebbed away,
  Seize the present, trust tomorrow e'en as little as you may.

O matre pulchra filia pulchrior
- O fairer daughter of a fair mother!
- Book I, ode xvi, line 1

Nunc est bibendum, nunc pede libero
pulsanda tellus.
- Now is the time for drinking, now the time to dance footloose upon the earth.
- Book I, ode xxxvii, line 1

Aequam memento rebus in arduis
servare mentem.
- In adversity, remember to keep an even mind.
- Book II, ode iii, line 1

Auream quisquis mediocritatem
diligit, tutus caret obsoleti
sordibus tecti, caret invidenda
sobrius aula.
- Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy of a palace.
- Book II, ode x, line 5

Eheu fugaces, Postume, Postume,
labuntur anni nec pietas moram
rugis et instanti senectae
adferet indomitaeque morti.
- Ah, Postumus! they fleet away,
  Our years, nor piety one hour
  Can win from wrinkles and decay,
  And Death's indomitable power.
- Book II, ode xiv, line 1 (trans. John Conington)

Virginibus puerisque canto.
- I sing for maidens and boys.
- Book III, ode i, line 4

Aequa lege Necessitas
Sortitur insignes et imos;
Omne capax movet urna nomen.
- Death takes the mean man with the proud;
  The fatal urn has room for all.
- Book III, ode i, line 14 (trans. John Conington)

Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.
- It is sweet and honorable to die for one's country.
- Book III, ode ii, line 13

Iustum et tenacem propositi virum
non civium ardor prava iubentium,
non vultus instantis tyranni
mente quatit solida.
- The man who is tenacious of purpose in a rightful cause is not shaken from his firm resolve by the frenzy of his fellow citizens clamoring for what is wrong, or by the tyrant's threatening countenance.
- Book III, ode iii, line 1

Si fractus illabatur orbis,
impavidum ferient ruinae.
- If the world should break and fall on him, it would strike him fearless.
- Book III, ode iii, line 7

Vis consili expers mole ruit sua.
- Force without wisdom falls of its own weight.

Come, Mercury, by whose minstrel spell
Amphion raised the Theban stones,
Come, with thy seven sweet strings, my shell,
Thy "diverse tones,"
Nor vocal once nor pleasant, now
To rich man's board and temple dear:
Put forth thy power, till Lyde bow Her stubborn ear.
- Mercui, Nam Te
- Book III, ode xi

Crescentem sequitur cura pecuniam,
Maiorumque fames.
- As money grows, care follows it and the hunger for more.
- Book III, ode xvi, line 17

Magnas inter opes inops.
- A pauper in the midst of wealth.
- Book III, ode xvi, line 28.
- Conington's translation: "'Mid vast possessions poor."

Quod adest memento
componere aequus.
- Enjoy the present smiling hour,
  And put it out of Fortune's power.
- Book III, ode xxix, line 32 (as translated by John Dryden)

Ille potens sui
laetusque deget, cui licet in diem
dixisse "vixi: cras vel atra
nube polum pater occupato
vel sole puro."
- He will through life be master of himself and a happy man who from day to day can have said, "I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine."
- Book III, ode xxix, line 41
  - John Dryden's paraphrase:
    Happy the man, and happy he alone,
    He, who can call to day his own:
    He who, secure within, can say,
    To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived to-day.

Exegi monumentum aere perennius
- I have made a monument more lasting than bronze.
- Book III, ode xxx, line 1

Pulvis et umbra sumus.
- We are but dust and shadow.
- Book IV, ode vii, line 16

Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona.
- Brave men were living before Agamemnon.
- Book IV, ode ix, line 25

Epistles (c. 20 BC and 14 BC)

I am not bound over to swear allegiance to any master; where the storm drives me I turn in for shelter.

To flee vice is the beginning of virtue, and to have got rid of folly is the beginning of wisdom.

He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise; begin!

Quid verum atque decens curo et rogo, et omnis in hoc sum.
- My cares and my inquiries are for decency and truth, and in this I am wholly occupied.
- Book I, epistle i, line 11

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri,
quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
- I am not bound over to swear allegiance to any master; where the storm drives me I turn in for shelter.
- Book I, epistle i, line 14

Virtus est vitium fugere et sapientia prima
stultitia caruisse.
- To flee vice is the beginning of virtue, and to have got rid of folly is the beginning of wisdom.
- Book I, epistle i, line 41

Nos numerus sumus et fruges consumere nati.
- We are but numbers, born to consume resources.
- Book I, epistle ii, line 27

Nam cur
quae laedunt oculum festinas demere; si quid
est animum, differs curandi tempus in annum?
- For why do you hasten to remove things that hurt your eyes, but if anything gnaws your mind, defer the time of curing it from year to year?
  - Book I, epistle ii, lines 37–39; translation by C. Smart

Dimidium facti qui coepit habet; sapere aude;
incipe!
- He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise; begin!
- Book I, epistle ii, lines 40–41

Qui recte vivendi prorogat horam,
Rusticus exspectat dum defluat amnis.
- He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.
- Book I, epistle ii, lines 41–42

Semper avarus eget.
- The covetous man is ever in want.
- Book I, epistle ii, line 56

Ira furor brevis est: animum rege: qui nisi paret
imperat.
- Anger is a momentary madness so control your passion or it will control you.
- Book I, epistle ii, line 62

Inter spem curamque, timores inter et iras,
Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum:
Grata superveniet quae non sperabitur hora.
- Let hopes and sorrows, fears and angers be,
  And think each day that dawns the last you'll see;
  For so the hour that greets you unforeseen
  Will bring with it enjoyment twice as keen.
- Book I, epistle iv, line 12 (translated by John Conington)

Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum.
grata superveniet, quae non sperabitur hora.
- Think to yourself that every day is your last; the hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise.
- Book I, epistle iv, line 13–14

Me pinguem et nitidum bene curata cute vises,
cum ridere voles Epicuri de grege porcum.
- As for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine state... fat and sleek, a true hog of Epicurus' herd.
- Book I, epistle iv, lines 15–16

Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque recurret.
- You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she still will hurry back.
- Book I, epistle x, line 24

Caelum, non animum mutant, qui trans mare currunt.
- Sky, not spirit, do they change, those who cross the sea.
- Book I, epistle xi, line 27

Pauper enim non est, cui rerum suppetit usus.
si ventri bene, si lateri est pedibusque tuis, nil
divitiae poterunt regales addere maius.
- He is not poor who has enough of things to use. If it is well with your belly, chest and feet, the wealth of kings can give you nothing more.
- Book I, epistle xii, line 4

Quid velit et possit rerum concordia discors
- What the discordant harmony of circumstances would and could effect.
- Book I, epistle xii, line 19

Nam neque divitibus contingunt gaudia solis,
nec vixit male, qui natus moriensque fefellit.
- For joys fall not to the rich alone, nor has he lived ill, who from birth to death has passed unknown.
- Book I, epistle xvii, line 9

Sedit qui timuit ne non succederet.
- He who feared that he would not succeed sat still.
- Book I, epistle xvii, line 37

Semel emissum volat irrevocabile verbum.
- Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
- Book I, epistle xviii, line 71

Qualem commendes, etiam atque etiam aspice, ne mox incutiant aliena tibi peccata pudorem.
- Look round and round the man you recommend,
  For yours will be the shame should he offend.
- Book I, epistle xviii, line 76 (translated by John Conington).
- Variant translation: Study carefully the character of the one you recommend, lest his misdeeds bring you shame.

Nam tua res agitur, paries cum proximus ardet.
- It is your concern when your neighbor's wall is on fire.
- Book I, epistle xviii, line 84

Dulcis inexpertis cultura potentis amici; Expertus metuit.[2]
- To have a great man for an intimate friend seems pleasant to those who have never tried it; those who have, fear it.
- Book I, epistle xviii, line 86

Interdum volgus rectum videt, est ubi peccat.
- At times the world sees straight, but many times the world goes astray.
- Book II, epistle i, line 63

Graecia capta ferum victorem cepit et artes intulit agresti Latio.
- Conquered Greece took captive her savage conqueror and brought her arts into rustic Latium.
- Book II, epistle i, lines 156–157

Singula de nobis anni praedantur euntes.
- The years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another.
- Book II, epistle ii, line 55

Natales grate numeras?
- Do you count your birthdays with gratitude?
- Book II, epistle ii, line 210

Ars Poetica, or The Epistle to the Pisones (c. 18 BC)

The mountains will be in labor, and a ridiculous mouse will be brought forth.

Inceptis gravibus plerumque et magna professis
purpureus, late qui splendeat, unus et alter
adsuitur pannus.
- Often a purple patch or two is tacked on to a serious work of high promise, to give an effect of colour.
- Line 14

Brevis esse laboro,
obscurus fio.
- Struggling to be brief I become obscure.
- Line 25

Non satis est pulchra esse poemata; dulcia sunto
Et, quocumque uolent, animum auditoris agunto.
- Mere grace is not enough: a play should thrill
  The hearer's soul, and move it at its will.
- Line 99 (tr. John Conington)

Si vis me flere, dolendum est
primum ipsi tibi.
- If you wish me to weep, you yourself
  Must first feel grief.
- Line 102

Format enim Natura prius nos intus ad omnem
Fortunarum habitum, juvat, aut impellit ad iram,
Aut ad humum moerore gravi deducit, et angit.
- For nature forms our spirits to receive
  Each bent that outward circumstance can give:
  She kindles pleasure, bids resentment glow,
  Or bows the soul to earth in hopeless woe.
- Line 108 (tr. Conington)

Difficile est proprie communia dicere.
- It is difficult to speak of the universal specifically.
- Line 128

Nec verbum verbo curabis reddere fidus
Interpres.
- Nor word for word too faithfully translate.
- Line 133 (tr. John Dryden)

Parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus.
- The mountains will be in labor, and a ridiculous mouse will be brought forth.
- Line 139. Horace is hereby poking fun at heroic labours producing meager results; his line is also an allusion to one of Æsop's fables, The Mountain in Labour.
- Cf. Matthew Paris (AD 1237): Fuderunt partum montes: en ridiculus mus.

In medias res.
- Into the middle things.
- Line 148

Et quae
Desperat tractata nitescere posse relinquit.
- And what he fears he cannot make attractive with his touch he abandons.
- Line 149 (tr. H. R. Fairclough)

Scribendi recte sapere est et principium et fons.
- To have good sense, is the first principle and fountain of writing well.
  - Line 309

Grais ingenium, Grais dedit ore rotundo
Musa loqui, præter laudem nullius avaris. . .
- The Muse gave the Greeks their native character, and allowed them to speak in noble tones, they who desired nothing but praise.
- Line 323

Quidquid praecipies, esto brevis, ut cito dicta
percipiant animi dociles teneantque fideles:
omne supervacuum pleno de pectore manat.
- When you wish to instruct, be brief; that men’s minds may take in quickly what you say, learn its lesson, and retain it faithfully. Every word that is unnecessary only pours over the side of a brimming mind.
  - Lines 335–337; Edward Charles Wickham translation

Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit utile dulci,
lectorem delectando pariterque monendo.
- He wins every hand who mingles profit with pleasure, by delighting and instructing the reader at the same time.
- Line 343

... Siquid tamen olim scripseris, in Maeci descendat iudicis auris et patris et nostras, nonumque prematur in annum membranis intus positis; delere licebit quod non edideris; nescit uox missa reuerti.
- But if ever you shall write any thing, let it be submitted to the ears of Metius [Tarpa], who is a judge, and your father’s, and mine; and let it be suppressed till the ninth year, your papers being laid up within your own custody. You will have it in your power to blot out what you have not made public: a word once sent abroad can never return.
- lines 386-390

Sunt delicta tamen quibus ignovisse velimus.
- Some faults may claim forgiveness.
- Line 347 (tr. Conington)

Indignor quandoque bonus dormitat Homerus;
- I am displeased when sometimes even the worthy Homer nods;
- Whence the familiar expression, Even Homer nods (i.e. No one is perfect: even the wisest make mistakes).
- Line 359

Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae.
- Mediocrity in poets has never been tolerated by either men, or gods, or booksellers.
- Lines 372–373

Nec satis apparet, cur versus factitet.
- None knows the reason why this curse
  Was sent on him, this love of making verse.
- Line 470 (tr. Conington)

Classical and Foreign Quotations

Quotes reported in Classical and Foreign Quotations (1904)

Abnormis sapiens crassaque Minerva.
- Of strong good sense, untutored in the schools.
  - Ep. 2, 2, 3.
  - i.e., Full of mother-wit.

Ab ovo Usque ad mala.
- From the eggs to the apples.
  - S. 1, 3, 6.
  - From beginning to end: “eggs and apples” being respectively the first and last courses at a Roman dinner. The phrase applies to any topic, or speaker, that monopolises the whole of the conversation.

Absentem qui rodit amicum,
Qui non defendit alio culpante, solutos
Qui captat risus hominum, famamque dicacis;
Fingere qui non visa potest, commissa tacere
Qui nequit, hic niger est, hunc tu, Romane, caveto.
- The man that will malign an absent friend,
  Or when his friend’s attacked, does not defend;
  Who seeks to raise a laugh, be thought a wit;
  Declares “he saw,” when he invented it;
  Who blabs a secret—Roman, friend, take care!
  His heart is black, of such a man beware.
  - S. 1, 4, 81.
  - A Blackguard.

Adsit Regula, peccatis quæ pœnas irroget æquas
Ne scutica dignum horribili sectere flagello.
- Be just: and mete to crime its condign pain;
  Nor use the murd’rous lash where suits the cane.
  - S. 1, 3, 117.

Misattributed

Ars longa, vita brevis.
- Art is long, life is short.
- Seneca's (De Brevitate Vitae, 1.1) Latin translation of the Greek by Hippocrates.

Quotes about Horace

Note that Horace wrote four different kinds of poems on account of the four ages, the Odes for boys, the Ars Poetica for young men, the Satires for mature men, the Epistles for old and complete men.
- A 12th-century scribe, quoted in Karsten Friis-Jensen, 'The reception of Horace in the Middle Ages', in Stephen Harrison (ed.), The Cambridge Companion to Horace (2007), p. 291

When I was a boy I knew the Odes of Horace backwards and forwards, and when I came to manhood year by year those odes came knocking at the door of my heart at the most unexpected times and places.
- Stanley Baldwin, speech to the City of London School (13 June 1924), quoted in Stanley Baldwin, On England, And other Addresses (1926), p. 120

What harmony can there be between Christ and the devil? What has Horace to do with the Psalter?
- Jerome, Epistles 22.29, quoted in Karsten Friis-Jensen, 'The reception of Horace in the Middle Ages', in Stephen Harrison (ed.), The Cambridge Companion to Horace (2007), p. 292

The influences which formed his moral and poetical character, are the prevalent modes of feeling and thought among the people, who had achieved the conquest of the world, and, weary of their own furious contentions, now began to slumber in the proud consciousness of universal empire. In him as in an individual example appears the change which took place in the fortunes, position, sentiments, occupations, estimation, character, mode of living, when the Roman, from the citizen of a free and turbulent republic, became the subject of a peaceful monarchy.
- Henry Hart Milman, Life of Quintus Horatius Flaccus (1854), pp. 2-3

The mingling intellectual elements blend together, even in more singular union, in the mind of the Poet. Grecian education and tastes have not polished off the old Roman independence; the imitator of Greek forms of verse writes the purest vernacular Latin; the Epicurean philosophy has not subdued his masculine shrewdness and good sense to dreaming indolence. In the Roman part of his character he blends some reminiscences of the sturdy virtue of the Sabine or Apulian mountaineers, with the refined manners of the city.
- Henry Hart Milman, Life of Quintus Horatius Flaccus (1854), pp. 3-4

As compared with the highest lyric poetry, the Odes of Horace are greatly deficient; but as occasional pieces inspired by friendship, by moral sentiment, or as graceful and finished love-verses, they are perfect; their ease, spirit, perspicuity, elegance, and harmony compensate, as far as may be, for the want of the nobler characteristics of daring conception, vehemence, sublimity, and passion.
- Henry Hart Milman, Life of Quintus Horatius Flaccus (1854), pp. 65-66

His mind was by no means speculative. His was the plain, practical philosophy of common sense... the wisdom of Horace—it may be said without disparagement, for it was the only real attainable wisdom—was that of the world.
- Henry Hart Milman, Life of Quintus Horatius Flaccus (1854), p. 80

Horace is addressing men accustomed to deal with men—men formed in the vigorous school of public life; and though now reposing perhaps from those more solid and important cares, maintaining that practical energy of character by which they had forced their way to eminence. That sterner practical genius of the Roman people survived the free institutions of Rome; the Romans seemed, as it were, in their idlest moods, to condescend to amusement, not to consider it, like the Greek, one of the common necessities, the ordinary occupations of life. Horace, therefore, has been, and ever will be, the familiar companion, the delight, not of the mere elegant scholar alone, or the imaginative reader, but, we had almost written, the manual of the statesman and the study of the moral philosopher. Of Rome, or of the Roman mind, no one can know anything who is not profoundly versed in Horace; and whoever really understands Horace will have a more perfect and accurate knowledge of the Roman manners and Roman mind than the most diligent and laborious investigator of the Roman antiquities.
- Henry Hart Milman, Life of Quintus Horatius Flaccus (1854), p. 86

Horace is not satisfied with some superficial vividness; that would betray his sense; he sees further and more clearly into his subject: to describe itself his mind goes fishing and ferreting through the whole treasure-house of words and figures of speech; as his concepts surpass the ordinary, it is not ordinary words that he needs.
- Michel de Montaigne, 'On some lines of Virgil', The Complete Essays, translated by M. A. Screech (1991; 2003), p. 987

Of the lyric poets, Horace is almost the only one worth reading; he can be lofty sometimes, and yet he is also full of charm and grace, versatile in his Figures, and felicitously daring in his choice of words.
- Quintilian, The Orator's Education. Books 9–10, edited and translated by Donald A. Russell (2001), p. 305

His chief claim to literary originality is not that on which he himself rested his hopes of immortality,—that of being the first to adapt certain lyrical metres to the Latin tongue,—but rather that of being the first of those whose works have reached us who establishes a personal relation with his reader, speaks to him as a familiar friend, gives him good advice, tells him the story of his life, and shares with him his private tastes and pleasures,—and all this without any loss of self-respect, any want of modesty or breach of good manners, and in a style so lively and natural that each new generation of readers might fancy that he was addressing them personally and speaking to them on subjects of everyday modern interest.
- William Young Sellar, 'Horace', The Encyclopædia Britannica: A Dictionary of Arts, Sciences, and General Literature, Ninth Edition, Volume XII (1881), p. 162

The best Genius and most Gentleman-like of Roman Poets.
- Lord Shaftesbury, 'Soliloquy: or Advice to an Author', Characteristicks of Men, Manners, Opinions, Times. Volume I (1711), p. 328

We have seen that it is still a debated question whether Horace was a poet. Whatever the answer to that question may be, and whether it be considered a question which requires to be asked or not, it cannot be denied that he possesses in perfection the mechanical requisites for the gay art, an exquisite ear for rhythm, and curious felicity of expression. And while we must deny to him the genuine ardour which makes the passion of Catullus breathe and burn, we cannot but recognize in him qualities which will secure for him the admiration and love of every lover of literature, as long as there exists in the minds of men a sympathy with an honest, manly, and cultured spirit, a genial friendliness, sound common-sense, and urbane self-respect.
- Robert Yelverton Tyrrell, 'Horace', The Quarterly Review, No. 347 (January 1892), p. 156

But to the modern world, down to this very great date, Horace is almost an idol. He has forged a link of union between intellects so diverse as those of Dante, Montaigne, Bossuet, Lafontaine, and Voltaire, Hooker, Chesterfield, Gibbon, Wordsworth, and Thackeray. Mystic and atheist, scoffer and preacher, recluse and leader of fashion have in Horace one subject on which they are sympathetic with each other. Gibbon never traveled without a copy of his poems in his pocket; Hooker fled with his Horace to the fields from the reproaches of a railing wife; Thackeray is content if his hero, the future man of the world, has enough Latin on leaving school "to quote Horace respectably through life." Indeed, a certain modicum of Horace is often the remnant of classic lore that the average Englishman and Irishman care to carry with them into the arena of active life. A fancied slight to the memory of Horace is resented in England as a personal insult, and a visit to Italy is nothing unless you have done your duty to the shrine of the poet.
- Robert Yelverton Tyrrell, Latin Poetry: Lectures Delivered in 1893 on the Percy Turnbull Memorial Foundation in the Johns Hopkins University (1895), p. 164

We owe to Horace a precious store of pointed aphorisms and shrewd comments on life, which, apart from all controversies about his place in poetry, must ever establish a kind of personal relation with his reader, and must have a permanent (perhaps an increasing) value for the world. His odes, moreover, as regards diction and metrification, are a marvelously successful experiment. Whatever may be thought about the meaning which underlies them, their form is perfection itself, and they defy imitation. No attempt to reproduce their effect in Latin or in any other language has met with even a moderate measure of success.
- Robert Yelverton Tyrrell, Latin Poetry: Lectures Delivered in 1893 on the Percy Turnbull Memorial Foundation in the Johns Hopkins University (1895), pp. 165-166

The gaiety of his spirit and the music of his lyrics will ever fascinate the young; his shrewd common sense will attract the man of the world, whatever be his time of life, his country, or his epoch; and he will always be the most perfect exponent of the actual life and movement of the Augustan age.
- Robert Yelverton Tyrrell, Latin Poetry: Lectures Delivered in 1893 on the Percy Turnbull Memorial Foundation in the Johns Hopkins University (1895), p. 208