Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. Grim Cerberus wagg'd his tail to seeThy golden horn, nor dreamd of wrong.But gently fawning, follow'd thee,And lick'd thy feet with triple tongue.No vulgar wing, nor weakly plied,Shall bear me through the liquid sky;A two-form'd bard, no more to bideWithin the range of envy's eye