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A Lay Sung at the Feast of Castor and Pollux on the
Ides of Quintilis in the year of the City CCCCLI
I
Ho�察�trumpets�察�sound a war´note� �Ho�察�lictors�察�clear the way� �The
Knights will ride�察�in all their pride�察 �Along the streets to´day。 To´day
the doors and windows Are hung with garlands all�察�From Castor in
the Forum�察 �To Mars without the wall。 Each Knight is robed in
purple�察 �With olive each is crowned�察�A gallant war´horse under each
Paws haughtily the ground。 While flows the Yellow River�察 �While
stands the Sacred Hill�察�The proud Ides of Quintilis Shall have such
honor still。 Gay are the Martian Kalends�察 �December's Nones are
gay�察�But the proud Ides�察�when the squadron rides�察 �Shall be Rome's
whitest day。
II
Unto the Great Twin Brethren We keep this solemn feast。 Swift�察�
swift�察�the Great Twin Brethren Came spurring from the east。 They
came o'er wild Parthenius Tossing in waves of pine�察�O'er Cirrha's
dome�察 �o'er Adria's foam�察 �O'er purple Apennine�察 �From where with
flutes and dances Their ancient mansion rings�察�In lordly Laced�mon�察�
The City of two kings�察 �To where�察 �by Lake Regillus�察 �Under the
Porcian height�察 �All in the lands of Tusculum�察 �Was fought the
glorious fight。
III
Now on the place of slaughter Are cots and sheepfolds seen�察�
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And rows of vines�察�and fields of wheat�察 �And apple´orchards green�察�
The swine crush the big acorns That fall from Corne's oaks。 Upon
the turf by the Fair Fount The reaper's pottage smokes。 The fisher
baits his angle�察 �The hunter twangs his bow�察 �Little they think on
those strong limbs That moulder deep below。 Little they think how
sternly That day the trumpets pealed�察�How in the slippery swamp of
blood Warrior and war´horse reeled�察�How wolves came with fierce
gallops�察 �And crows on eager wings�察�To tear the flesh of captains�察�
And peck the eyes of kings�察�How thick the dead lay scattered Under
the Porcian height�察�How through the gates of Tusculum Raved the
wild stream of flight�察 �And how the Lake Regillus Bubbled with
crimson foam�察�What time the Thirty Cities Came forth to war with
Rome。
IV
But Roman�察 �when thou standest Upon that holy ground�察 �Look
thou with heed on the dark rock That girds the dark lake round。 So
shalt thou see a hoof´mark Stamped deep into the flint�此�It was not
hoof of mortal steed That made so strange a dint�此�There to the Great
Twin Brethren Vow thou thy vows�察�and pray That they�察�in tempest
and in flight�察 �Will keep thy head alway。
V
Since last the Great Twin Brethren Of mortal eyes were seen�察�
Have years gone by an hundred And fourscore and thirteen。 That
summer a Virginius Was Consul first in place�察�The second was stout
Aulus�察 �Of the Posthumian race。 The Herald of the Latines
From Gabii came in state�此�The Herald of the Latines Passed through
Rome's Eastern Gate�此�The Herald of the Latines Did in our Forum
stand�察�And there he did his office�察 �A sceptre in his hand。
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VI
``Hear�察 �Senators and people Of the good town of Rome�察 �The
Thirty Cities charge you To bring the Tarquins home�此�And if ye still
be stubborn To work the Tarquins wrong�察�The Thirty Cities warn
you�察 �Look your walls be strong。''
VII
Then spake the Consul Aulus�察 �He spake a bitter jest�此 �`Once the
jays sent a message Unto the eagle's nest�此�Now yield thou up thine
eyrie Unto the carrion´kite�察 �Or come forth valiantly�察 �and face
The jays in deadly fight。 Forth looked in wrath the eagle�察 �And
carrion´kite and jay�察 �Soon as they saw his beak and claw�察 �Fled
screaming far away。''
VIII
The Herald of the Latines Hath hied him back in state�此 �The
Fathers of the City Are met in high debate。 Then spake the elder
Consul�察 �And ancient man and wise�此 �`Now harken�察 �Conscript
Fathers�察 �To that which I advise。 In seasons of great peril 'Tis
good that one bear sway�察 �Then choose we a Dictator�察 �Whom all
men shall obey。 Camerium knows how deeply The sword of Aulus
bites�察�And all our city calls him The man of seventy fights。 Then let
him be Dictator For six months and no more�察�And have a Master of
the Knights�察 �And axes twenty´four。''
IX
So Aulus was Dictator�察 �The man of seventy fights�察�He made �b
utius Elva His Master of the Knights。 On the third morn thereafter�察�
At downing of the day�察�Did Aulus and �b utius Set forth with their
array。 Sempronius Atratinus Was left in charge at home With boys�察�
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and with gray´headed men�察 �To keep the walls of Rome。 Hard by the
Lake Regillus Our camp was pitched at night�此�Eastward a mile the
Latines lay�察 �Under the Porcian height。 Far over hill and valley
Their mighty host was spread�察 �And with their thousand watch´fires
The midnight sky was red。
X
Up rose the golden morning Over the Porcian height�察�The proud
Ides of Quintilis Marked evermore in white。 Not without secret
trouble Our bravest saw the foe�察 �For girt by threescore thousand
spears�察 �The thirty standards rose。 From every warlike city
That boasts the Latian name�察�Fordoomed to dogs and vultures�察 �That
gallant army came�察 �From Setia's purple vineyards�察 �From Norba's
ancient wall�察 �From the white streets of Tusculum�察 �The proudust
town of all�察�From where the Witch's Fortress O'er hangs the dark´
blue seas�察 �From the still glassy lake that sleeps Beneath Aricia's
trees Those trees in whose dim shadow The ghastly priest doth
reign�察�The priest who slew the slayer�察 �And shall himself be slain�察�
From the drear banks of Ufens�察 �Where flights of marsh´fowl play�察�
And buffaloes lie wallowing Through the hot summer's day�察�From
the gigantic watch´towers�察 �No work of earthly men�察�Whence Cora's
sentinels o'erlook The never´ending fen�察 �From the Laurentian
jungle�察 �The wild hog's reedy home�察�From the green steeps whence
Anio leaps In floods of snow´white foam。
XI
Aricia�察 �Cora�察 �Norba�察 �Velitr*�察 �with the might Of Setia and of
Tusculum�察 �Were marshalled on the right�此�The leader was Mamilius�察�
Prince of the Latian name�察 �Upon his head a helmet Of red gold
shone like flame�此 �High on a gallant charger Of dark´gray hue he
rode�察�Over his gilded armor A vest of purple flowed�察�Woven in the
land of sunrise By Syria's dark´browed daughters�察�And by the sails
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