Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. As a boxer, as a runner, past compare!When the deer are flying blindly all the open country o'er,He can aim and he can hit them; he can steal upon the boar,As it couches in the thicket unaware.Bandusia's fount, in clearness crystalline,O worthy of the wine, the flowers we vow!Tomorrow shall be thineA kid, whose crescent brow