Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. You bend the expedient to the right,Turn haughty eyes from bribes away,Or bear your banners through the fight,Scattering the foeman's firm array.The lord of boundless revenues,Salute not him as happy: no,Call him the happy, who can useThe bounty that the gods bestow,Can bear the load of poverty,And tremble not at death, but sin:No recreant he when called to dieIn cause of country or of kin.