LXXXII.

Alas! the lofty city! and alas! The trebly hundred triumphs![463] and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The Conqueror's sword in bearing fame away! Alas, for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay,[np] And Livy's pictured page!--but these shall be Her resurrection; all beside--decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free!