Odes

Horace

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

  • The Afric gale has dealt your mast a wound;
  • Your sailyards groan, nor can your keel sustain,
  • Till lash'd with cables round,
  • A more imperious main.
  • Your canvass hangs in ribbons, rent and torn;
  • No gods are left to pray to in fresh need.
  • A pine of Pontus born
  • Of noble forest breed,