The Latin could scarcely be given with more spirit or closeness; though in neither respect does Morris fall short of his predecessor, from whom in manner, however, he differs toto cœlo:
“But in meanwhile the Trojan folk the city draw anigh,
The Tuscan dukes and all their horse in many a company
Well ordered; over all the plain, neighing, the steed doth fare,
Prancing and champing on the bit that turns him here and here.
And far and wide the lea is rough with iron harvest now,
And with the weapons tost aloft the level meadows glow.
Messapus and the Latins swift, lo! on the other hand,
And Coras with his brother-lord, and maid Camilla’s band,
Against them in the field; and, lo! far back their arms they fling