(Nov. 27, B.C. 8) HORACE, Ode 31, Bk. V.

AS watchers couched beneath a Bantine oak.
?Hearing the dawn-wind stir.
Know that the present strength of night is broke
?Though no dawn threaten her
Till dawn’s appointed hour — so Virgil died.
Aware of change at hand, and prophesied
Change upon all the Eternal Gods had made
?And on the Gods alike — Fated as dawn but, as th............