Teucer Salamina patremque
cum fugeret, tamen uda Lyaeo
tempora populea fertur vinxisse corona,
sic tristis adfatus amicos:
“quo nos cumque feret melior fortuna parente,
ibimus, o socii comitesque.
nil desperandum Teucro duce et auspice Teucro.
certus enim promisit Apollo
ambiguam tellure nova Salamina futuram.
o fortes peioraque passi
mecum saepe viri, nunc vino pellite curas;
cras ingens iterabimus aequor.”
(Horace, Carm. 1.7.21-32)
Teucer, even when he had to flee into exile from Salamis and his father, is said to have put a garland of white poplar round his head (which was well moistened by the Loosener*) and to have spoken thus to his dejected friends: “Fortune is kinder than my father. Wherever she takes us, my comrades and companions, there will we go. As long as Teucer is your leader and Teucer watches over you, there is no need for despair. Apollo is never wrong, and he has promised there will be another Salamis (the same but different) in a new land. My brave fellows! You have often suffered worse things at my side. Banish your worries now with wine. Tomorrow we shall set out once more over the boundless sea.”
* Bacchus, who brings release from care.
(tr. Niall Rudd, with his note)