Lays of Ancient RomeCarey and Hart, 1843 - 118 pages |
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... swords they drew , And lifted high their shields , and flew To win the narrow pass ; 37 . Aunus from green Tifernum , Lord of the Hill of Vines ; And Seius , whose eight hundred slaves Sicken in Ilva's mines ; And Picus , long to ...
... swords they drew , And lifted high their shields , and flew To win the narrow pass ; 37 . Aunus from green Tifernum , Lord of the Hill of Vines ; And Seius , whose eight hundred slaves Sicken in Ilva's mines ; And Picus , long to ...
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... sword stood a hand - breadth out Behind the Tuscan's head . 46 . And the great Lord of Luna Fell at that deadly stroke , As falls on Mount Alvernus A thunder - smitten oak . Far o'er the crashing forest The giant arms lie spread ; And ...
... sword stood a hand - breadth out Behind the Tuscan's head . 46 . And the great Lord of Luna Fell at that deadly stroke , As falls on Mount Alvernus A thunder - smitten oak . Far o'er the crashing forest The giant arms lie spread ; And ...
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... That rolls by the towers of Rome . 59 . " Oh , 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 48 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME .
... That rolls by the towers of Rome . 59 . " Oh , 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 48 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME .
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Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay. So he spake , and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side , And , with his harness on his back , Plunged headlong in the tide . 60 . No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ...
Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay. So he spake , and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side , And , with his harness on his back , Plunged headlong in the tide . 60 . No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ...
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... sword of Aulus bites ; And all our city calls him The man of seventy fights . Then let him be Dictator For six months and no more , And have a Master of the Knights , And axes twenty - four . " So Aulus was Dictator , 9 . The man of ...
... sword of Aulus bites ; And all our city calls him The man of seventy fights . Then let him be Dictator For six months and no more , And have a Master of the Knights , And axes twenty - four . " So Aulus was Dictator , 9 . The man of ...
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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.