Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. Nor vocal once nor pleasant, nowTo rich man's board and temple dear:Put forth thy power, till Lyde bowHer stubborn ear.She, like a three-year colt unbroke,Is frisking o'er the spacious plain,Too shy to bear a lover's yoke,A husband's rein.