While fills the glen tumultuous shot and steel,
The volumed smoke can scarce the form of death reveal.
XV.
Sauróren’s won! The Gallic host is broken,
And thousand prisoners own our conquering hand;
Disarmed and guarded well in Victory’s token,
But nobly used as fits a generous land.
Gaul’s columns fly in many a scattered band
To Urtiága’s pass and Ostiz’ steep,