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ABOUT MY TEMPLES GO TRIUMPHANT BAYS,
CONQUER'D CORINNA IN MY BOSOM LAYS.
SHE WHOM HER HUSBAND, GUARD, AND GATE, AS FOES,
LEST ART SHOULD WIN HER, FIRMLY DID ENCLOSE.
THAT VICTORY DOTH CHIEFLY TRIUMPH MERIT,
WHICH WITHOUT BLOODSHED DOTH THE PRAY INHERIT.
NO LITTLE DITCHED TOWNS, NO LOWLY WALLS,
BUT TO MY SHARE A CAPTIVE DAMSEL FALLS.
WHEN TROY BY TEN YEARS BATTLE TUMBLED DOWN,
WITH THE ATRIDES MANY GAIN'D RENOWN.
BUT I NO PARTNER OF MY GLORY BROOK, NOR CAN ANOTHER SAY HIS HELP I TOOK.
I, GUIDE AND SOLDIER, WON THE FIELD AND WEAR HER,
I WAS BOTH HORSEMAN, FOOTMAN, STANDARD BEARER.
NOR IN MY ACT HATH FORTUNE MINGLED CHANCE,
O CARE-GOT TRIUMPH HITHERWARDS ADVANCE.
NOR IS MY WAR'S CAUSE NEW, BUT FOR A QUEEN
EUROPE, AND ASIA IN FIRM PEACE HAD BEEN.
THE LAPHITHS AND THE CENTAURS, FOR A WOMAN,
TO CRUEL ARMS THEIR DRUNKEN SELVES DID SUMMON.
A WOMAN FORC'D THE TROYANS NEW TO ENTER
WARS, JUST LATINUS, IN THY KINGDOM'S CENTRE:
A WOMAN AGAINST LATE-BUILT ROME DID SEND
THE SABINE FATHERS, WHO SHARP WARS INTEND.
I SAW HOW BULLS FOR A WHITE HEIFER STRIVE,
SHE LOOKING ON THEM DID MORE COURAGE GIVE.
AND ME WITH MANY, BUT YET ME WITHOUT MURTHER,
CUPID COMMANDS TO MOVE HIS ENSIGNS FURTHER.
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