Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. My own Melpomene, by genius won,And crown me of thy grace with Delphic bay.Yet again thou wak'st the flameThat long had slumber'd! Spare me, Venus, spare!Trust me, I am not the sameAs in the reign of Cinara, kind and fair.Cease thy softening spells to proveOn this old heart, by fifty years made hard,Cruel Mother of sweet Love!Haste, where gay youth solicits thy regard.With thy purple cygnets flyTo Paullus' door, a seasonable guest;