Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. Or flowers, just opening to the vernal breeze;Now Faunus claims his sacrifice among the shady treen,Lambkin or kidling, which soe'er he please.Pale Death, impartial, walks his round: he knocks at cottage-gateAnd palace-portal. Sestius, child of bliss!How should a mortal's hopes be long, when short his being's date?Lo here! the fabulous ghosts, the dark abyss,The void of the Plutonian hall, where soon as e'er you go,