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SOMETHING ELSE AGAIN
Present Imperative
Horace: Book I, Ode 11
"Tu ne quaesieris—scire nefas—quem mihi; quem tibi——"
AD LEUCONOEN
Nay, query not, Leuconoë, the finish of the fable;
Eliminate the worry as to what the years may hoard!
You only waste your time upon the Babylonian Table—
(Slang for the Ouija board).
Eliminate the worry as to what the years may hoard!
You only waste your time upon the Babylonian Table—
(Slang for the Ouija board).
And as to whether Jupiter, the final, unsurpassed one,
May add a lot of winters to our portion here below,
Or this impinging season is to be our very last one—
Really, I'd hate to know.
May add a lot of winters to our portion here below,
Or this impinging season is to be our very last one—
Really, I'd hate to know.
The Doughboy's Horace
Horace: Book III, Ode 9
"Donec eram gratus tibi——"
HORACE, PVT. ——TH INFANTRY, A. E. F., WRITES:
While I was fussing you at home
You put the notion in my dome
That I was the Molasses Kid.
I batted strong. I'll say I did.
You put the notion in my dome
That I was the Molasses Kid.
I batted strong. I'll say I did.
LYDIA, ANYBURG, U. S. A., WRITES:
While you were fussing me alone
To other boys my heart was stone.
When I was all that you could see
No girl had anything on me.
To other boys my heart was stone.
When I was all that you could see
No girl had anything on me.
HORACE:
Well, say, I'm having some romance
With one Babette, of Northern France.
If that girl gave me the command
I'd dance a jig in No Man's Land.
With one Babette, of Northern France.
If that girl gave me the command
I'd dance a jig in No Man's Land.
LYDIA:
I, too, have got a young affair
With Charley—say, that boy is there!
I'd just as soon go out and die
If I thought it'd please that guy.
With Charley—say, that boy is there!
I'd just as soon go out and die
If I thought it'd please that guy.
HORACE:
Suppose I can this foreign wren
And start things up with you again?
Suppose I promise to be good?
I'd love you, Lyd. I'll say I would.
And start things up with you again?
Suppose I promise to be good?
I'd love you, Lyd. I'll say I would.
LYDIA:
Though Charley's good and handsome—oh, boy!
And you're a stormy, fickle doughboy,
Go
And you're a stormy, fickle doughboy,
Go