LXVI It stands in the Comitium Plain for all folk to see； Horatius in his harness, Halting upon one knee： And underneath is written, In letters all of...
LXV 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 ima...
LXIV 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 clap...
LXIII ``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！&...
LXII Never, I ween, did swimmer, In such an evil case, Struggle through such a raging flood Safe to the landing place： But his limbs were borne up bra...
LXI But fiercely ran the current, Swollen high by months of rain： And fast his blood was flowing； And he was sore in pain, And heavy with his armor, A...
LX 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 wher...
LVIX ``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, ...
LVIII Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see； Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus nought spake he； But he saw on Palatinus ...
LVII Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind； Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. ``Down with him！''...