Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers and Other Poems

by William Edmondstoune Aytoun

I hear the legion's tramp,

And mark the lonely sentinel

Who guards the lonely camp.

IV.

Methinks I have no other home,

No other hearth to find;

For nothing save the thought of Rome

Is stirring in my mind.

And all that I have heard or dreamed,

And all I had forgot,