Odes

Horace

Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882.

Last on resisting serpents flies,

Athirst for foray and for flight:

As tender kidling on the grass

Espies, uplooking from her food,

A lion's whelp, and knows, alas!

Those new-set teeth shall drink her blood:

So look'd the Raetian mountaineers

On Drusus:—whence in every field

They learn'd through immemorial years

The Amazonian axe to wield,

I ask not now: not all of truth

We seekers find: enough to know