Strong heart with triple armour bound, Beat strongly, for thy life-blood runs, Age after Age, the Empire round— In us thy Sons,
Who, distant from the Seven Hills, Loving and serving much, require Thee,—thee to guard 'gainst home-born ills The Imperial Fire!
ON THE GREAT WALL
ON THE GREAT WALL
'When I left Rome for Lalage's sake By the Legions' Road to Rimini, She vowed her heart was mine to take With me and my shield to Rimini— (Till the Eagles flew from Rimini!) And I've tramped Britain, and I've tramped Gaul, And the Pontic shore where the snow-flakes fall As white as the neck of Lalage— (As cold as the heart of Lalage!) And I've lost Britain, and I've lost Gaul,'
(the voice seemed very cheerful about it),