Odes

Horace

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

Unbroken powers, and fight a fight

Whose story widow'd wives shall tell.

No heralds shall my deeds proclaim

To Carthage now: lost, lost is all:

A nation's hope, a nation's name,

They died with dying Hasdrubal.”

What will not Claudian hands achieve?

Jove's favour is their guiding star,

And watchful potencies unweave

For them the tangled paths of war.

Best guardian of Rome's people, dearest boon

Of a kind Heaven, thou lingerest all too long: