A Lay Sung at the Feast (9)

    So Aulus was Dictator, The man of seventy fights； He made utius Elva His Master of the Knights. On the third morn thereafter, At downing of the day, Did Aulus and 髋utius Set forth with their array. Sempronius Atratinus Was left in charge at home With boys, and with gray-headed men, To keep the walls of Rome. Hard by the Lake Regillus Our camp was pitched at night： Eastward a mile the Latines lay, Under the Porcian height. Far over hill and valley Their mighty host was spread； And with their thousand watch-fires The midnight sky was red.