Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Italy: Vols. XI–XIII. 1876–79.
Thrasymene
By John Nichol (18331894)H
With triumph and with terror, all is ours.
Here in the earth their swords have made their own,
Bury our officers with solemn rites;
And, while the tears of Carthage and of Spain
Mourn brave Zacantho, and brave Acron, dead,
We keep their memories.
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And grow incorporate with Italian soil,
Let the gray olives glisten, vineyards shed
The grape above their tombs; let evening waves
Murmur their dirges in the waning light,
And morning suns of many centuries
Recall their glory. Here shall shepherds tell
To passing travellers, when we are dust,
How, by the shores of reedy Thrasymene,
We fought and conquered, while the earthquake shook
The walls of Rome.