Chapter 139 of 163 · 69 words · ~1 min read

XXI.

Now all is hushed, and, with a look profound, The Dominie lays ope the learned page (So be it called); although he doth expound Without a book, both Greek and Latin sage; Now telleth he of Rome's rude infant age, How Romulus was bred in savage wood, By wet-nurse wolf, devoid of wolfish rage; And laid foundation-stone of walls of mud, But watered it, alas! with warm fraternal blood.