XXXIV ``By many names men call us； In many lands we dwell： Well Samothracia knows us； Cyrene knows us well. Our house in gay Tarentum Is hung each mor...
XXV So answered those strange horsemen, And each couched low his spear； And forthwith all the ranks of Rome Were bold, and of good cheer： And on the t...
XXXVI Then the fierce trumpet-flourish From earth to heaven arose, The kites know well the long stern swell That bids the Romans close. Then the good ...
XXXVII Semponius Atratinus Sat in the Eastern Gate, Beside him were three Fathers, Each in his chair of state； Fabius, whose nine stout grandsons That...
XXXVIII ``Hail to the great Asylum！ Hail to the hill-tops seven！ Hail to the fire that burns for aye, And the shield that fell from heaven！ This day, ...
XXXIX Then burst from that great concourse A shout that shook the towers, And some ran north, and some ran south, Crying,``The day is ours！'' ...
XL And all the people trembled, And pale grew every cheek； And Sergius the High Pontiff Alone found voice to speak： ``The gods who live forever Have f...
I Now slain is King Amulius, Of the great Sylvian line, Who reigned in Alba Longa, On the throne of Aventine. Slain is the Ponfiff Camers, Who spake t...
II In Alba's lake no fisher His net to-day is flinging； On the dark rind of Alba's oaks To-day no axe is ringing； The yoke hangs o'er the ...
III And every Alban burgher Hath donned his whitest gown； And every head in Alba Weareth a poplar crown； And every Alban doorpost With boughs and flow...