By port and vest, by horse and crest, Each warlike Lucomo. There Cilnius of Arretium On his fleet roan was seen; And Astur of the four-fold shield, Girt with the brand none else may wield, Tolumnius with the belt of gold, And dark Verbenna from the hold By reedy Thrasymene. XXIV. Fast by the royal standard, O'erlooking all the war, Lars Porsena of Clusium Sat in his ivory car. By the right wheel rode Mamilius, And by the left false Sextus, That wrought the deed of shame. XXV. But when the face of Sextus Was seen among the foes, A yell that rent the firmament On the house-tops was no woman And shook its little fist. XXVI. 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?” XXVII. Then out spake brave Horatius, "To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. XXVIII. "And for the tender mother Who dandled him to rest, And for the wife who nurses His baby at her breast, And for the holy maidens Who feed the eternal flame, To save them from false Sextus That wrought the deed of shame? XXIX. "Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may; I, with two more to help me, 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?" XXX. Then cut spake Spurius Lartius; A Ramnian proud was he: |