Horace, creator; Conington, John, 1825-1869, editor

  • Bandusia's fount, in clearness crystalline,
  • O worthy of the wine, the flowers we vow!
  • Tomorrow shall be thine
  • A kid, whose crescent brow
  • Is sprouting all for love and victory.
  • In vain: his warm red blood, so early stirr'd.
  • Thy gelid stream shall dye,
  • Child of the wanton herd.
  • Thee the fierce Sirian star, to madness fired,
  • Forbears to touch: sweet cool thy waters yield
  • To ox with ploughing tired,
  • And lazy sheep afield.
  • Thou too one day shalt win proud eminence
  • 'Mid honour'd founts, while I the ilex sing
  • Crowning the cavern, whence
  • Thy babbling wavelets spring.