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                                        XXXIV 



    ``By  many  names   men   call   us�察        �In   many  lands   we   dwell�此�Well 

Samothracia   knows   us�察          �Cyrene   knows   us   well。   Our   house   in   gay 

Tarentum           Is hung each morn with flowers�此�High o'er the masts of 

Syracuse            Our    marble   portal  towers�察  �But   by  the  proud   Eurotas 

Is our dear native home�察�And for the right we come to fight                  Before 

the ranks of Rome。'' 



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     So answered those strange horsemen�察                  �And each couched low his 

spear�察�And forthwith all the ranks of Rome                    Were bold�察�and of good 

cheer�此  �And   on   the   thirty   armies         Came   wonder   and   affright�察  �And 

Ardea  wavered   on   the  left�察          �And   Cora  on   the   right。  ``Rome  to   the 

charge��''   cried   Aulus�察          �`The   foe   begins   to   yield�   �Charge   for   the 

hearth of Vesta�             �Charge for the Golden Shield� �Let no man stop to 

plunder�察          �But   slay�察  �and   slay�察  �and   slay�察  �The   gods   who   live   forever 

Are on our side to´day。'' 



                                          XXXVI 



     Then   the   fierce   trumpet´flourish            From   earth   to   heaven   arose�察�

The   kites   know   well   the   long   stern   swell         That   bids   the   Romans 

close。 Then the good sword of Aulus                     Was lifted up to slay�察�Then�察�

like   a   crag   down Apennine�察           �Rushed   Auster   through   the   fray。   But 

under those strange horsemen                  Still thicker lay the slain�察�And after 

those    strange   horses           Black     Auster   toiled   in  vain。  Behind     them 

Rome's long battle              Came rolling on the foe�察�Ensigns dancing wild 

above�察          �Blades   all   in   line   below。   So   comes   the   Po   in   flood´time 

Upon      the   Celtic   plain�察   �So   comes     the   squall�察  �blacker    than    night�察�

Upon the Adrian main。 Now�察�by our Sire Quirinus�察                       �It was a goodly 

sight To see the thirty standards                Swept down the tide of flight。 So 

flies the spray of Adria              When the black squall doth blow So corn´ 

sheaves in the flood´time               Spin down the whirling Po。 False Sextus 

to   the   mountains            Turned      first  his  horse's   head�察  �And    fast  fled 

Ferentinum�察            �And fast   Lanuvium fled。 The  horsemen of   Nomentus 

Spurred hard out of the fray�察�The footmen of Velitr*                       Threw shield 

and spear away。 And underfoot was trampled�察                      �Amidst the mud and 

gore�察 �The   banner   of   proud   Tusculum�察            �That   never   stooped   before�此�

And down   went   Flavius   Faustus�察              �Who   led   his   stately  ranks   From 

where   the    apple   blossoms     wave           On    Anio's   echoing    banks�察   �And 

Tullus of Arpinum�察              �Chief of the Volscian aids�察�And Metius with the 



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long fair curls�察           �The love of Anxur's maids�察�And the white head of 

Vulso�察          �The great Arician seer�察�And Nepos of Laurentum                        The 

hunter   of   the   deer�察  �And   in   the   back   false   Sextus        Felt   the   good 

Roman      steel�察 �And    wriggling     in  the  dust   he  died�察        �Like     a  worm 

beneath the wheel�此�And fliers and pursuers                   Were mingled in a mass�察�

And far away the battle               Went roaring through the pass。 



                                          XXXVII 



     Semponius Atratinus                Sat in the Eastern Gate�察�Beside him were 

three Fathers�察           �Each   in   his   chair of state�察  �Fabius�察  �whose nine stout 

grandsons             That   day  were   in   the   field�察�And   Manlius�察  �eldest   of   the 

Twelve            Who keep the Golden Shield�察�And Sergius�察�the High Pontiff�察�

For   wisdom   far   renowned�察  �In   all   Etruria's   colleges           Was   no   such 

Pontiff found。 And all around the portal�察                  �And high above the wall�察�

Stood a great throng of people�察                 �But sad and silent all�察�Young lads 

and stooping elders              That might not bear the mail�察�Matrons with lips 

that quivered�察           �And maids with faces pale。 Since the first gleam of 

daylight�察           �Sempronius       had   not   ceased    To  listen   for  the  rushing 

Of horse´hoofs from the east。 The mist of eve was rising�察                        �The sun 

was   hastening   down�察  �When   he   was   aware   of   a   princely   pair          Fast 

pricking towards the town。 So like they were�察�man never                        Saw twins 

so like before�察�Red with gore their armor was�察                  �Their steeds were red 

with gore。 



                                          XXXVIII 



     ``Hail to the great Asylum�                �Hail to the hill´tops seven� �Hail to 

the   fire   that   burns   for   aye�察     �And   the   shield   that   fell   from   heaven� �

This   day�察  �by   Lake   Regillus�察         �Under   the   Porcian   height�察 �All   in   the 

lands   of   Tusculum             Was   fought   a   glorious   fight。   Tomorrow   your 

Dictator           Shall   bring   in   triumph   home   The   spoils   of   thirty   cities 

To deck the shrines of Rome��'' 



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                                          XXXIX 



     Then   burst   from   that   great   concourse          A  shout   that   shook   the 

towers�察�And some ran north�察�and some ran south�察                     �Crying�察�`The day 

is ours��'' But on rode these strange horsemen�察                 �With slow and lordly 

pace�察�And none who saw their bearing                   Durst ask their name or race。 

On rode they to the Forum�察               �While laurel´boughs and flowers�察�From 

house´tops      and  from    windows�察           �Fell   on   their  crests  in  showers。 

When   they   drew   nigh   to   Vesta�察          �They   vaulted   down   amain�察  �And 

washed their horses in the well                 That springs by Vesta's fane。 And 

straight again they mounted�察               �And rode to Vesta's door�察�Then�察�like a 

blast�察�away they passed�察             �And no man saw them more。 



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     And all the people trembled�察               �And pale grew every cheek�察�And 

Sergius   the   High   Pontiff          Alone   found   voice   to   speak�此   �`The   gods 

who live forever             Have fought for Rome to´day� �These be the Great 

Twin Brethren              To whom the Dorians pray。 Back comes the chief in 

triumph�察           �Who�察    �in  the  hour   of  fight�察 �Hath   seen   the   Great   Twin 

Brethren            In   harness   on   his   right。   Safe   comes   the   ship   to   haven�察�

Through      billows   and   through    gales�察  �If  once  the   Great   Twin   Brethren 

Sit   shining   on   the   sails。   Wherefore   they   washed   their   horses         In 

Vesta's holy well�察�Wherefore they rode to Vesta's door�察                    �I know�察�but 

may not tell。 Here�察�hard by Vesta's temple�察                �Build we a stately dome 

Unto the Great Twin Brethren                  Who fought so well for Rome。 And 

when the months returning                 Bring back this day of fight�察�The proud 

Ides    of  Quintilis�察        �Marked      evermore     with   white�察 �Unto    the  Great 

Twin   Brethren            Let   all   the   people   throng�察  �With   chaplets   and   with 

offerings�察           �With     music    and   with   song�察  �And    let  the  doors    and 

windows               Be    hung    with   garlands    all�察 �And   let  the  knights    be 

summoned               To   Mars    without    the  wall�此  �Thence    let  them   ride   in 

purple           With joyous trumpet´sound�察�Each mounted on his war´horse�察�

And each with olive crowned�察�And pass in solemn order                        Before the 



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sacred dome�察�Where dwell the Great Twin Brethren                           Who fought so 

well for Rome。'' 

                                                  Virginia 

       A   collection    consisting     exclusively     of  war´songs      would     give   an 

imperfect�察  �or   rather   an   erroneous�察  �notion   of   the   spirit   of   the   old   Latin 

ballads。 The Patrici
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