Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. Or finger, that but ill rebels.Grandson of Atlas, wise of tongue,O Mercury, whose wit could tameMan's savage youth by power of songAnd plastic game!Thee sing I, herald of the sky,Who gav'st the lyre its music sweet,Hiding whate'er might please thine eyeIn frolic cheat.See, threatening thee, poor guileless child,Apollo claims, in angry tone,His cattle;—all at once he smiled,