Odes

Horace

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

  • If, Phidyle, your hands you lift
  • To heaven, as each new moon is born,
  • Soothing your Lares with the gift
  • Of slaughter'd swine, and spice, and corn,
  • 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.