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LUPH
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THE FIRST BOOK OF
LUCAN TRANSLATED
INTO ENGLISH.
WARS WORSE THAN CIVIL ON THESSALIAN PLAINS,
AND OUTRAGE STRANGLING LAW AND PEOPLE STRONG,
WE SING, WHOSE CONQUERING SWORDS THEIR OWN BREASTS
LAUNCHED,
ARMIES ALLIED, THE KINGDOM'S LEAGUE UPROOTED,
TH' AFFRIGHTED WORLD'S FORCE BENT ON PUBLIC SPOIL,
TRUMPETS, AND DRUMS LIKE DEADLY THREAT'NING OTHER,
EAGLES ALIKE DISPLAYED, DARTS ANSWERING DARTS.
ROMANS, WHAT MADNESS, WHAT HUGE LUST OF WAR
HATH MADE BARBARIANS DRUNK WITH LATIN BLOOD?
NOW BABYLON, (PROUD THROUGH OUR SPOIL) SHOULD STOOP,
WHILE SLAUGHTERED CRASSUS' GHOST WALKS UNREVENGED.
WILL YE WAGE WAR, FOR WHICH YOU SHALL NOT TRIUMPH?
AYE ME, O WHAT A WORLD OF LAND AND SEA
MIGHT THEY HAVE WON WHOM CIVIL BROILS HAVE SLAIN]
AS FAR AS TITAN SPRINGS WHERE NIGHT DIMS HEAVEN,
AY, TO THE TORRID ZONE WHERE MIDDAY BURNS,
AND WHERE STIFF WINTER WHOM NO SPRING RESOLVES,
FETTERS THE EUXIN SEA WITH CH . . .
