31 Candles (The Mendoza Line) and 1.5 Games of Venus (Horace)

31 Candles

(Ancient Text by Horace, translated by Peter Bing and Rip Cohen) and 31 Candles (Contemporary Song by The Mendoza Line)

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Horace writes about his personal experience of his relationship with a particular lover, and shares what the current younger lover must be feeling and doing in his stead, the good and the bad. Similarly, in the song 31 Candles, the lead singer sings about her experience with her ex-husband who left her for a younger woman, and what their new love life will be like. Both authors go into great detail to describe the interactions between the new lovers. Horace describes how the “slim boy — beside you (Pyrrha) on the roses” is “soaked with flowing scents, is pressing you.” He describes how the new lover will “often weep over your promises” and “who thinks you’ll never be busy, always be ready to love, not knowing the betrayals of the breeze.” Horace then describes how he is a veteran lover, and has survived the turmoil of his past relationship with Pyrrha. The other author also describes the characteristics of the new lover, as “the skirt with the acoustic guitar… got a f***ing kitty on her shirt” implying that she is a child. The artists describes her husband “Stroke(ing) her supple skin” and saying that she will eventually get older by creating an image of a birthday party to describe the passage of time, “Blow up the balloons, Take out the ribbons in her hair, She’ll be a woman soon
God forbid self possessed and self aware…she may not fare as well as me, I’m thinking 5 more years to go uh, huh.” The use of descriptive texts from both authors indicates that these are their own personal experiences, that they have felt this love, laid beside them in roses, and had their supple skin stroked. 

Both authors similarly warn of the downsides of their experiences and the bad side of their lovers. The singer writes about how the relationship was one-sided and the husband was selfish, “You didn’t never give me nothin’, Always, take, take, take, uh, huh.” Horace warns that the new lovers do “not knowing the betrayals of the breeze, They’re fools you dazzle, they haven’t tried you.” Further indicating towards his own personal experience. 

The differences in texts is that Horace’s relationship with Pyrrah had ended, and there is no indication that he was cheated on and left for a younger lover. The singer of The Mendoza Line, However, sings about how she was betrayed and her husband left her. The point of age is also more important in the Mendoza Line song, since the husband purposefully leaves for a younger lover. Having a younger lover in ancient Rome was common and was most likely mentioned to indicate the age of Horace when he was in that same position. 

Ancient Text Excerpt:

1.5 (page 225 – 226)
What Slim Boy — beside you on the roses —
soaked with flowing scents, is pressing
you, Pyrrha, in a pleasing grotto?
For whom do you bind your yellow hair?

–easily elegant. How often he’ll weep over your promises and the shifting gods,
amazed at the seas rough with black winds, the innocent

who now enjoys you, believes in your luster, who thinks you’ll never be busy, always
be ready to love, not knowing the betrayals
of the breeze. They’re fools you dazzle, they haven’t tried you. Me, well a votive plaque on the temple wall tells that I
hung up my sopping clothes to the god
who rules the sea.

Key Lyrics:

“You left me in the bar
For the skirt with the acoustic guitar”

“Got a f***ing kitty on her shirt”

“You didn’t never give me nothin’
Always, take, take, take, uh, huh”

“Blow up the balloons
Take out the ribbons in her hair
She’ll be a woman soon
God forbid self possessed and self aware”

“Stroke her supple skin, You know she may not fare as well as me, I’m thinking 5 more years to go uh, huh”


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You left me in the bar
For the skirt with the acoustic guitar
She’s got such promise
And boy, you’d like to see what she can do

Your dinner is fast
You’re gonna be a mentor
Gonna make make make a mother shape
Or reinvent her, uh, huh

She follows all your work
Got a fucking kitty on her shirt
You told your god you worn out soul
Only one step from losing control

You know 31 candles
Don’t a woman make
You didn’t never give me nothin’
Always, take, take, take, uh, huh

Thought your package was for me
Christ I should have known better
You couldn’t even face me
You wrote me in a letter uh, huh

Come on over honey
Grab your pants and get your shit
She’s drawing blueprints, laying marble
Build a shrine around your dick

Blow up the balloons
Take out the ribbons in her hair
She’ll be a woman soon
God forbid self possessed and self aware

Stroke her supple skin
You know she may not fare as well as me
I’m thinking 5 more years to go uh, huh

No, you never met my mother
You’re so much for the better
But you’d say, “Fuck me”
If you saw her in a sweater, uh, huh

31 candles
Do not a woman make
You lick the salt off all your wounds
And lick the icing off my cake

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