. Lays of ancient Rome, with Ivry, and The Armada;. ers, No work of earthly men,Whence Coras sentinels oerlook The never-ending fen ;From the Laurentian jungle, The wild hogs reedy home ;From the green steeps whence Anio leaps In floods of snow-white foam. BATTLE OF THE LAKE REGILLUS. 69 XL Aricia, Cora, Norba, Velitrae, with the mightOf Setia and of Tusculum, Were marshalled on the right:The leader was Mamilius, Prince of the Latian name ;Upon his head a helmet Of red gold shone like flame:High on a gallant charger Of dark-grey hue he rode ;Over his gilded armour A vest of purple flowed,Woven
. Lays of ancient Rome, with Ivry, and The Armada;. ers, No work of earthly men,Whence Coras sentinels oerlook The never-ending fen ;From the Laurentian jungle, The wild hogs reedy home ;From the green steeps whence Anio leaps In floods of snow-white foam. BATTLE OF THE LAKE REGILLUS. 69 XL Aricia, Cora, Norba, Velitrae, with the mightOf Setia and of Tusculum, Were marshalled on the right:The leader was Mamilius, Prince of the Latian name ;Upon his head a helmet Of red gold shone like flame:High on a gallant charger Of dark-grey hue he rode ;Over his gilded armour A vest of purple flowed,Woven in the land of sunrise By Syrias dark-browed daughters,And by the sails of Carthage brought Far oer the southern waters. XII. Lavinium and LaurentumHad on the left their post, With all the banners of the marsh,And banners of the coast. 70 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME. Their leader was false Sextus, • That wrought the deed of shame :With restless pace and haggard face To his last field he said he saw strange visions Which none beside might see,. And that strange sounds were in his earsWhich none might hear but he. A woman fair and stately,But pale as are the dead, Oft through the watches of the nightSat spinning by his bed. BATTLE OF THE LAKE REGILLUS. 71 And as she plied the distaff, In a sweet voice and low,She sang of great old houses, And fights fought long spun she, and so sang she, Until the east was grey,Then pointed to her bleeding breast, And shrieked, and fled away. XIII. But in the centre thickest Were ranged the shields of foes,And from the centre loudest The cry of battle Tibur marched and Pedum Beneath proud Tarquins rule,And Ferentinum of the rock, And Gabii of the rode the Volscian succours : There, in a dark stern ring,The Roman exiles gathered close Around the ancient white as Mount Soracte, When winter nights are long, 72 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME. His beard flowed down oer mail and belt, His heart and hand were strong :
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