Lays of Ancient Rome

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Maynard, Merrill [& Company, 1899 - 107 pages

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Page 38 - No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry, And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.
Page 29 - Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may ; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me?
Page 37 - 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, "Now yield thee to our grace.
Page 40 - When the oldest cask is opened, And the largest lamp is lit; When the chestnuts glow in the embers, And the kid turns on the spit...
Page 38 - 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 39 - 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 28 - But the Consul's brow was sad, And the Consul's speech was low, And darkly looked he at the wall, And darkly at the foe: " Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down ; And if they once may win the bridge. What hope to save the town...
Page 39 - They gave him of the corn-land, That was of public right, As much as two strong oxen Could plough from morn till night ; And they made a molten image, And set it up on high, And there it stands unto this day To witness if I lie.
Page 33 - Right to the heart of Lausulus Horatius sent a blow: "Lie there," he cried, "fell pirate! No more, aghast and pale, From Ostia's walls the crowd shall mark The track of thy destroying bark; No more Campania's hinds shall fly To woods and caverns, when they spy Thy thrice-accursed sail!" But now no sound of laughter Was heard among the foes; A wild and wrathful clamor From all the vanguard rose. Six spears...
Page 34 - 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.

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