Lays of Ancient Rome and Other PoemsMacmillan, 1911 - 223 páginas |
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Amulius ancient town Appius Claudius Appius Claudius Crassus Aulus ballad-poetry ballads battle beneath blood brave Caius chronicles Claudian Clusium Consul Curius early Edited English Ennius Etruria Etruscan eyes Fabian house Fabius famous father fight Forum fought glory Greece Greek hand hath head heart Herminius Horatius horse Ides of Quintilis Iliad Italy King Lake Regillus Lars Porsena Latin Latium Lavinium legend Licinius literature Livy Lord Lucius Lucius Sextius Macaulay's Mamilius Manius Curius Dentatus minstrels Nævius night noble note on line o'er patrician Plebeians poem poet poetry Posthumius princes proud Punic Pyrrhus Quintilis Roman Rome rose round sacred School Scott's Second Punic War Shakespeare's shield shout slain smile song spake spear stood story sword T. B. MACAULAY Tarquins temple thee thine thou thrice throne Tiber town of Latium Tribunes triumph Twin Brethren Valerius verses victory Volscian wild
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Página 88 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the deathlike silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke. At once on all her stately gates arose the answering fires; At once the wild alarum clashed from all her reeling spires; From all the batteries of the Tower pealed loud the voice of fear; And all the thousand masts of Thames sent back a louder cheer...
Página 10 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the Gate: "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...
Página 84 - Ho! maidens of Vienna; ho! matrons of Lucerne; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Página 82 - Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ! And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good...
Página 83 - was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Página 86 - Bohemia's plume, and Genoa's bow, and Caesar's eagle shield. So glared he when at Agincourt in wrath he turned to bay, And crushed and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay. Ho! strike the flagstaff deep, Sir Knight: ho! scatter flowers, fair maids: Ho! gunners, fire a loud salute: ho! gallants, draw your blades: Thou sun, shine on her joyously; ye breezes, waft her wide; Our glorious SEMPER EADEM, the banner of our pride.
Página 85 - Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise ; I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days, When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain.
Página 90 - Ireton's Regiment.) OH ! wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the North, With your hands, and your feet, and your raiment all red? And wherefore doth your rout send forth a joyous shout?
Página 64 - 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 went his way ; But first he cast one haggard glance to where the body lay, And writhed, and groaned a fearful groan, and then, with steadfast feet, Strode right across the market-place unto the Sacred Street.
Página 12 - Meanwhile the Tuscan army, Right glorious to behold, Came flashing back the noonday light, Rank behind rank, like surges bright Of a broad sea of gold. Four hundred trumpets sounded A peal of warlike glee, As that great host with measured tread, And spears advanced, and ensigns spread, Rolled slowly towards the bridge's head, Where stood the dauntless three.