. Lays of ancient Rome, with Ivry, and The Armada;. od, The author of thy line,And such as she who suckled thee, Even such be thou and to the soft Campanian His baths and his perfumes ;Leave to the sordid race of Tyre Their dyeing-vats and looms : i66 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME. Leave to the sons of Carthage The rudder and the oar :Leave to the Greek his marble Nymphs And scrolls of wordy lore. XXI. Thine, Roman, is the pilum: Roman, the sword is thine,The even trench, the bristling mound, The legions ordered line ;And thine the wheels of triumph, Which with their laurelled trainMove slo
. Lays of ancient Rome, with Ivry, and The Armada;. od, The author of thy line,And such as she who suckled thee, Even such be thou and to the soft Campanian His baths and his perfumes ;Leave to the sordid race of Tyre Their dyeing-vats and looms : i66 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME. Leave to the sons of Carthage The rudder and the oar :Leave to the Greek his marble Nymphs And scrolls of wordy lore. XXI. Thine, Roman, is the pilum: Roman, the sword is thine,The even trench, the bristling mound, The legions ordered line ;And thine the wheels of triumph, Which with their laurelled trainMove slowly up the shouting streets To Joves eternal fane. XXII. Beneath thy yoke the Volscian Shall vail his lofty brow :Soft Capuas curled revellers Before thy chairs shall bow:The Lucumoes of Arnus Shall quake thy rods to see ;And the proud Samnites heart of steei Shall yield to only thee. THE PROPHECY OF CAPYS. 167 XXIII. 1 The Gaul shall come against theeFrom the land of snow and night: Thou shalt give his fair-haired armiesTo the raven and the XXIV. The Greek shall come against thee,The conqueror of the East. Beside him stalks to battleThe huge earth-shaking beast, 168 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME. The beast on whom the castle With all its guards doth stand,The beast who hath between his eyes The serpent for a march the bold Epirotes, Wedged close with shield and spear ;And the ranks of false Tarentum Are glittering in the rear. xxv. The ranks of false Tarentum • Like hunted sheep shall fly :In vain the bold Epirotes Shall round their standards die:And Apennines grey vultures Shall have a noble feastOn the fat and the eyes Of the huge earth-shaking beast. XXVI. Hurrah ! for the good weaponsThat keep the War-gods land. Hurrah ! for Romes stout pilumIn a stout Roman hand. THE PROPHECY OF CAPYS. 169 Hurrah! for Romes short broadsword, That through the thick arrayOf levelled spears and serried shields Hews deep its gory way. XXVII. Hurrah ! for the great triumph That stre
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