Bren. How bravely was he back repuls'd again!
Cam. How did he wheel his sword in Nennius' face!
Bren. How did he lose his sword, and fly apace!
Cam. How did again his army fill your coast!
Bren. Ay, when our princes did conduct his host.
Cam. How did they pierce through Isis' dangerous flood!
Bren. But made her swell, and bankrupt[348] with their blood.
Cam. Mirror of captains, Julius, still hath won.
Bren. But we may justly brag of two for one.
Cam. Confess, our valorous race hath now repaid
The Allian massacre[349] and our city's flame:
See how they yield, and yearly tribute pay.