Than in that glorious hour of victory
When grovelling in the dust Witiza lay,
The prisoner of thy hand!... Roderick replied,
O good Siverian, happier victory
Thy son hath now achieved, ... the victory
Over the world, his sins and his despair.
If on the field my body should be found,
See it, I charge thee, laid in Julian’s grave,
And let no idle ear be told for whom
Thou mournest. Thou wilt use Orelio