Odes Horace Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. Conington, John, translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1882. 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 unweaveFor them the tangled paths of war.Best guardian of Rome's people, dearest boonOf a kind Heaven, thou lingerest all too long:Thou bad'st thy senate look to meet thee soon:Do not thy promise wrong.Restore, dear chief, the light thou tak'st away:Ah! when, like spring, that gracious mien of thine