Triumph
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thens, a fragile kingdom by the foam, Assumed the stranger’s yoke; but then behold how meekThose unbred Caesars grew, who spent their fruits of RomeFor ever after, trying to be Greek. I too shook out my locks like one born royal; For she dissolved in tears, and said my barbarous name,And took my oath, she was so piteous and loyal: Vote the young Cesar triumph, spread his fame! But oh, I find my captive was not caught. It was her empty house that fell before my legions;Of where her soul inhabits I have conquered naught;It is so far from these my Roman regions! 18
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