Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. Grim Cerberus, round whose Gorgon headA hundred snakes are hissing death,Whose triple jaws black venom shed,And sickening breath.Ixion too and Tityos smooth'dTheir rugged brows: the urn stood dryOne hour, while Danaus' maids were sooth'dWith minstrelsy.Let Lyde hear those maidens' guilt,Their famous doom, the ceaseless drainOf outpour'd water, ever spilt,And all the pain