Odes

Horace

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

  • Ne'er shall Scirocco's bane assail
  • Your vines, nor mildew blast your wheat.
  • Ne'er shall your tender younglings fail
  • In autumn, when the fruits are sweet.
  • The destined victim 'mid the snows
  • Of Algidus in oakwoods fed,
  • Or where the Alban herbage grows,
  • Shall dye the pontiff's axes red;
  • No need of butcher'd sheep for you
  • To make your homely prayers prevail;
  • Give but your little gods their due,
  • The rosemary twined with myrtle frail.