LXXXI.

For then he was inspired,[325] and from him came, As from the Pythian's mystic cave of yore, Those oracles which set the world in flame,[326] Nor ceased to burn till kingdoms were no more: Did he not this for France? which lay before Bowed to the inborn tyranny of years?[327] Broken and trembling to the yoke she bore, Till by the voice of him and his compeers, Roused up to too much wrath which follows o'ergrown fears?