Nunc est bibendum – to Horace, the lusty rebel

Spectator

2 days ago

Horace suffers from a reputation as an old man's poet. Classicists often joke that Catullus and Martial are for the young, and Horace for those of a certain vintage – wine being a favourite Horatian theme. Many lose their thirst for his Odes at school, only to realise their brilliance decades later. Classroom Horace is just a bit too bombastic and patriotic to be cool.
The Horace of Peter Stothard's beautifully written new biography surprises with his sexiness. Not many pages in we find him poring over scurrilous papyri in the libraries of Athens. A verse by the Archaic-era poet Archilochus has caught his eye. It describes a woman with a man, 'head-down, as she did her work like a Thracian drinking beer through a straw'. Golly. This certainly isn't the Horace we met in Latin lessons: lusty, libidinous – a rebel eager to escape his strict upbringing.
He was born Quintus Horatius Flaccus (meaning 'floppy') at Venusia, south-east of Rome, on 8 December 65 BC. His father was a former slave who made his living by salting meat and fish. In his keenness to help his son move up in the world he was willing to pose as his personal slave. Horace repaid him by going slightly wild on his travels and refusing to knuckle down following his return to Rome.
The longed-for promotion came unexpectedly. Horace fought on the 'wrong' side at the Battle of Philippi, aiding the defenders of the Republic against Octavian, the future Emperor Augustus. Still dreaming of Archilochus, who had written less ripely of laying aside his armour out of cowardice, Horace quit the fight.