to bring them into the field in his grandsire’s honour, and
show himself in arms.” He, by his own voice, bids the
whole surging crowd retire from the length of the circus,
and leave the field clear. The boys come prancing in on
well-reined steeds, in even lines of light brightening their 10
parents’ eyes; and as they pass, an admiring shout, breaks
from the gathered chivalry of Sicily and Troy. All alike
have their flowing hair duly cinctured with stripped leaves;
each bears two cornel javelins tipped with steel; some have
polished quivers at their backs; round the top of the chest 15