Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. All worthy of Apollo's bay,Whether in dithyrambic rollPouring new words he burst awayBeyond control,Or gods and god-born heroes tell,Whose arm with righteous death could tameGrim Centaurs, tame Chimaeras fell,Out-breathing flame,Or bid the boxer or the steedIn deathless pride of victory live,And dower them with a nobler meedThan sculptors give,Or mourn the bridegroom early tornFrom his young bride, and set on highStrength, courage, virtue's golden morn,Too good to die.