A Bid to a House-Party
Horace: Book I, Epistle 5.
“Si potes Archiacis conviva recumbere lectis—”
Torquatus, if you can recline On this cheap furniture of mine, If you are of a mind to dare My frugal vegetable fare, If six-year wine may pass your throat— Then come and visit this here pote. My house is clean, though far from sporty; I'll look for you about 5.40.
Some years ago to-morrow morn Was old Augustus Cæsar born. It is a legal holiday And so we needn’t leave the hay Till noon. To-night we'll fool around Discussing light things and profound: Girls, poetry and aviation, And eke the future of the nation.