Such universal desolation yield: Her impious sons have her worst foes surpassed, THE ROMAN STANDARD. BEHOLD how great a power has made it worthy Of reverence, beginning from the hour When Pallas died to give it sovereignty. Thou knowest it made in Alba its abode Three hundred years and upward, till at last The three to three fought for it yet again. Thou knowest what it achieved from Sabine wrong Down to Lucretia's sorrow, in seven kings O'ercoming round about the neighboring nations; Thou knowest what it achieved, borne by the Romans Illustrious against Brennus, against Pyrrhus, Against the other princes and confederates. Torquatus thence and Quinctius, who from locks Unkempt was named, Decii and Fabii, Received the fame I willingly embalm; It struck to earth the pride of the Arabians, Who, following Hannibal, had passed across The Alpine ridges, Po, from which thou glidest; Beneath it triumphed while they yet were young Pompey and Scipio, and to the hill Beneath which thou wast born it bitter seemed; Then, near unto the time when heaven had willed To bring the whole world to its mood serene, Did Cæsar by the will of Rome assume it. What it achieved from Var unto the Rhine, And leaped the Rubicon, was such a flight It saw again, and there where Hector lies, From what it wrought with the next standard-bearer Still doth the mournful Cleopatra weep Because thereof, who, fleeing from before it, With him it placed the world in so great peace, But what the standard that has made me speak If in the hand of the third Cæsar seen With eye unclouded and affection pure, Because the living Justice that inspires me Granted it, in the hand of him I speak of, Later it ran with Titus to do vengeance Dante Alighieri. Tr. H. W. Longfellow. ROME. E brought our Saviour to the western side might behold Another plain, long, but in breadth not wide, To equal length backed with a ridge of hills, And now the Tempter thus his silence broke: — "The city, which thou seest, no other deem Than great and glorious Rome, queen of the earth, So far renowned, and with the spoils enriched Of nations there the Capitol thou seest, Above the rest lifting his stately head On the Tarpeian rock, her citadel Impregnable; and there Mount Palatine, The imperial palace, compass huge, and high The structure, skill of noblest architects, With gilded battlements conspicuous far, Turrets, and terraces, and glittering spires: Many a fair edifice besides, more like Houses of gods, (so well I have disposed My aery microscope,) thou mayst behold, Outside and inside both, pillars and roofs, Carved work, the hand of famed artificers, In cedar, marble, ivory, or gold. Thence to the gates cast round thine eye, and see What conflux issuing forth, or entering in; Prætors, proconsuls to their provinces Hasting, or on return, in robes of state, Lictors and rods, the ensigns of their power, In various habits, on the Appian road, Or on the Emilian: some from farthest south, And utmost Indian isle Taprobane, Dusk faces with white silken turbans wreathed; And long renown, thou justly mayst prefer ROME. John Milton. IMMOR [MMORTAL glories in my mind revive, An amphitheatre's amazing height Here fills my eye with terror and delight, Whole rivers here forsake the fields below, And wondering at their height through airy channels flow. Still to new scenes my wandering Muse retires, |