Leisure, Moderated
January 6, 2009
Boy, I detest the Persian style
Of elaboration. Garlands bore me
Laced up with lime-bark. Don’t run a mile
To find the last rose of summer for me.
None of your fussy attempts to refine
On simple myrtle. Myrtle suits both
You pouring, me drinking, wine
Under the trellised vine’s thick growth.
Horace, Odes 1.28, translated by James Michie
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