(单词翻译:单击)
Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand foes1 before, And the broad flood behind. ``Down with him!'' cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face. ``Now yield thee,'' cried Lars Porsena, ``Now yield thee to our grace.''
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