Odes

Horace

Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882.

  • Oh, 'tis agony te see
  • Those snowwhite shoulders scarr'd in drunken fray,
  • Or those ruby lips, where he
  • Has left strange marks, that show how rough his play!
  • Never, never look to find
  • A faithful heart in him whose rage can harm
  • Sweetest lips, which Venus kind
  • Has tinctured with her quintessential charm.