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... slain ; and several circum- stances are related which forcibly remind us of the great slaughter round the corpses of Sar- pedon and Patroclus . * M . de Pouilly attempted , a hundred and twenty years ago , to prove that the story of ...
... slain ; and several circum- stances are related which forcibly remind us of the great slaughter round the corpses of Sar- pedon and Patroclus . * M . de Pouilly attempted , a hundred and twenty years ago , to prove that the story of ...
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... slain . 15 . False Sextus rode out foremost : His look was high and bold ; His corslet was of bison's hide , Plated with steel and gold . As glares the famished eagle From the Digentian rock , On a choice lamb that bounds alone Before ...
... slain . 15 . False Sextus rode out foremost : His look was high and bold ; His corslet was of bison's hide , Plated with steel and gold . As glares the famished eagle From the Digentian rock , On a choice lamb that bounds alone Before ...
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... slain ; And after those strange horses Black Auster toiled in vain . Behind them Rome's long battle Came rolling on the foe , Ensigns dancing wild above , Blades all in line below . So comes the Po in flood - time Upon the Celtic plain ...
... slain ; And after those strange horses Black Auster toiled in vain . Behind them Rome's long battle Came rolling on the foe , Ensigns dancing wild above , Blades all in line below . So comes the Po in flood - time Upon the Celtic plain ...
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... slain , By this dear blood I cry to you , do right between us twain ; And even as Appius Claudius hath dealt by me and mine , Deal you by Appius Claudius and all the Claudian line ! ” So spake the slayer of his child , and turned , and ...
... slain , By this dear blood I cry to you , do right between us twain ; And even as Appius Claudius hath dealt by me and mine , Deal you by Appius Claudius and all the Claudian line ! ” So spake the slayer of his child , and turned , and ...
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... slain . They brought a bier , and hung it with many a cypress And gently they uplifted her , and gently laid her dow The face of Appius Claudius wore the Claudian scowl And in the Claudian note he cried , " What doth this Have they no ...
... slain . They brought a bier , and hung it with many a cypress And gently they uplifted her , and gently laid her dow The face of Appius Claudius wore the Claudian scowl And in the Claudian note he cried , " What doth this Have they no ...
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Lays of Ancient Rome and Other Poems Thomas Babington Macaulay Macaulay,Franklin T. Baker No preview available - 2018 |
Lays of Ancient Rome and Other Poems Baron Thomas Babington Macaulay Macaulay No preview available - 2018 |
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Alba Alba Longa Amulius ancient Appius Claudius assertion is opposed Aulus ballad-poetry ballads battle beneath Bentley's assertion Black Auster blood Caius Cossus century chronicle Claudian Clusium Consul cried dead Dionysius early Ebutius Ennius Fabian house Fabius false Sextus fast Fathers fierce fight foam foes Forum Gabii gown Greece Greek hand hath head helmet Herminius Herodotus honour Horatius Cocles horse horsemen Ides of Quintilis Iliad king LAKE REGILLUS Lars Porsena Latian name Latin minstrels lictors Livy loud loves Lucius Sextius Mamilius Nævius numbers o'er Patricians Plebeian poem poet poetry Pontiff Porcian height Posthumius Prince proud Ides Punic purple Quintilis Roman Rome Romulus Sacred Saturnian Second Punic War shield shout slain smote songs spake spears steed stood story strange strel Tarentum Tarquin thee thou thrice Titus to-day Tribunes triumph Tuscan Tusculum Twin Brethren Unto Valerius verses Virginia Volscian wild
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Page 60 - 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 69 - 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 65 - 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 58 - 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 59 - 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?" Then out spake Spurius Lartius, — A Ramnian proud was he: "Lo, I will stand at thy right hand, And keep the bridge with thee.
Page 71 - 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 61 - The Three stood calm and silent. And looked upon the foes. And a great shout of laughter From all the vanguard rose : And forth three chiefs came spurring Before that deep array; To earth they sprang, their swords they drew, And lifted high their shields, and flew To win the narrow way...
Page 73 - 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.
Page 57 - But when the face of Sextus Was seen among the foes, A yell that rent the firmament From all the town arose. On the house-tops was no woman But spat towards him and hissed, No child but screamed out curses, And shook its little fist.
Page 50 - The harvests of Arretium This year old men shall reap, This year young boys in Umbro Shall plunge the struggling sheep, And in the vats of Luna This year the must shall foam Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome.