TO AUGUSTUS.

What zeal of the senators, or what of the Roman people, by decreeing the

most ample honors, can eternize your virtues, O Augustus, by monumental

inscriptions and lasting records? O thou, wherever the sun illuminates

the habitable regions, greatest of princes, whom the Vindelici, that

never experienced the Roman sway, have lately learned how powerful thou

art in war! For Drusus, by means of your soldiery, has more than once

bravely overthrown the Genauni, an implacable race, and the rapid

Brenci, and the citadels situated on the tremendous Alps. The elder of

the Neros soon after fought a terrible battle, and, under your

propitious auspices, smote the ferocious Rhoeti: how worthy of

admiration in the field of battle, [to see] with what destruction he

oppressed the brave, hearts devoted to voluntary death: just as the

south wind harasses the untameable waves, when the dance of the Pleiades

cleaves the clouds; [so is he] strenuous to annoy the troops of the

enemy, and to drive his eager steed through the midst of flames. Thus

the bull-formed Aufidus, who washes the dominions of the Apulian Daunus,

rolls along, when he rages and meditates an horrible deluge to the

cultivated lands; when Claudius overthrew with impetuous might, the iron

ranks of the barbarians, and by mowing down both front and rear strewed

the ground, victorious without any loss; through you supplying them with

troops, you with councils, and your own guardian powers. For on that

day, when the suppliant Alexandria opened her ports, and deserted court,

fortune, propitious to you in the third lustrum, has put a happy period

to the war, and has ascribed praise and wished-for honor to the

victories already obtained. O thou dread guardian of Italy and imperial

Rome, thee the Spaniard, till now unconquered, and the Mede, and the

Indian, thee the vagrant Scythian admires; thee both the Nile, who

conceals his fountain heads, and the Danube; thee the rapid Tigris; thee

the monster-bearing ocean, that roars against the remote Britons; thee

the region of Gaul fearless of death, and that of hardy Iberia obeys;

thee the Sicambrians, who delight in slaughter, laying aside their arms,

revere.

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