Odes

Horace

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

  • Of strength more potent to disdain
  • Hid gold, best buried in the mine,
  • Than gather it with hand profane,
  • That for man's greed would rob a shrine.
  • Whate'er the bound to earth ordain'd,
  • There let her reach the arm of power,
  • Travelling, where raves the fire unrein'd,
  • And where the storm-cloud and the shower.
  • Yet, warlike Roman, know thy doom,
  • Nor, drunken with a conqueror's joy,
  • Or blind with duteous zeal, presume
  • To build again ancestral Troy.