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... Volscian home ; And wives still pray to Juno For boys with hearts as bold As his who kept the bridge so well In the brave days of old . 68 . And in the nights of winter , When the cold north winds blow , And the long howling of the ...
... Volscian home ; And wives still pray to Juno For boys with hearts as bold As his who kept the bridge so well In the brave days of old . 68 . And in the nights of winter , When the cold north winds blow , And the long howling of the ...
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... Volscian succours : There , in a dark stern ring , The Roman exiles gathered close Around the ancient king . Though white as Mount Soracte , When winter nights are long , His beard flowed down o'er mail and belt , His heart and hand ...
... Volscian succours : There , in a dark stern ring , The Roman exiles gathered close Around the ancient king . Though white as Mount Soracte , When winter nights are long , His beard flowed down o'er mail and belt , His heart and hand ...
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... Volscian aids , And Metius with the long fair curls , The love of Anxur's maids , And the white head of Vulso , The great Arician seer , And Nepos of Laurentum , The hunter of the deer ; And in the back false Sextus Felt the good Roman ...
... Volscian aids , And Metius with the long fair curls , The love of Anxur's maids , And the white head of Vulso , The great Arician seer , And Nepos of Laurentum , The hunter of the deer ; And in the back false Sextus Felt the good Roman ...
Page 103
... Volscian foe . When Appius Claudius saw that deed , he shuddered and sank down , And hid his face some little space with the corner of his gown , Till , with white lips and bloodshot eyes , Virginius tottered nigh , And stood before the ...
... Volscian foe . When Appius Claudius saw that deed , he shuddered and sank down , And hid his face some little space with the corner of his gown , Till , with white lips and bloodshot eyes , Virginius tottered nigh , And stood before the ...
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... Volscian Shall veil his lofty brow : Soft Capua's curled revellers Before thy chair shall bow : The Lucumoes of Arnus Shall quake thy rods to see : And the proud Samnite's heart of steel Shall yield to only thee . 23 . " The Gaul shall ...
... Volscian Shall veil his lofty brow : Soft Capua's curled revellers Before thy chair shall bow : The Lucumoes of Arnus Shall quake thy rods to see : And the proud Samnite's heart of steel Shall yield to only thee . 23 . " The Gaul shall ...
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Page 47 - But with a crash like thunder Fell every loosened beam, And, like a dam, the mighty wreck Lay right athwart the stream : And a long shout of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam.
Page 48 - Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face. "Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena,
Page 40 - Then none was for a party ; Then all were for the state ; Then the great man helped the poor, And the poor man loved the great ; Then lands were fairly portioned ; Then spoils were fairly sold : The Romans were like brothers In the brave days of old.
Page 44 - Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius, And smote with all his might. With shield and blade Horatius Right deftly turned the blow: The blow, though turned, came yet too nigh; It missed his helm, but gashed his thigh : The Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow.
Page 38 - To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Page 47 - Back darted Spurius Lartius; Herminius darted back: And, as they passed, beneath their feet They felt the timbers crack. But when they turned their faces, And on the farther shore Saw brave Horatius stand alone, They would have crossed once more.
Page 50 - And now he feels the bottom ; Now on dry earth he stands; Now round him throng the Fathers To press his gory hands; And now with shouts and clapping, And noise of weeping loud, He enters through the River-Gate, Borne by the joyous crowd.
Page 48 - Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms, Take thou in charge this day ! ' So he spake, and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side, And with his harness on his back Plunged headlong in the tide.
Page 30 - East and west and south and north The messengers ride fast, And tower and town and cottage Have heard the trumpet's blast. Shame on the false Etruscan Who lingers in his home, When Porsena of Clusium Is on the march for Rome.
Page 50 - Curse on him!" quoth false Sextus — " Will not the villain drown ? But for this stay, ere close of day We should have sacked the town ! " "Heaven help him!" quoth Lars Porsena, " And bring him safe to shore; For such a gallant feat of arms Was never seen before.