Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. Though no Calabrian bees their honey yieldFor me, nor mellowing sleeps the god of wineIn Formian jar, nor in Gaul's pasture-fieldThe wool grows long and fine,Yet Poverty ne'er comes to break my peace;If more I craved, you would not more refuse.Desiring less, I better shall increaseMy tiny revenues,