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

  • 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 use
  • The bounty that the gods bestow,
  • Can bear the load of poverty,
  • And tremble not at death, but sin:
  • No recreant he when called to die
  • In cause of country or of kin.