Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. And bid Neaera come and trill,Her bright locks bound with careless art:If her rough porter cross your will,Why then depart.Soon palls the taste for noise and fray,When hair is white and leaves are sere:How had I fired in life's warm May,In Plancus' year!