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CANTO IV.] Tarpeian?—fittest goal of Treason's race,

The Promontory whence the Traitor's Leap

Cured all ambition? Did the conquerors heap

Their spoils here? Yes; and in yon field below,

A thousand years of silenced factions sleep—

The Forum, where the immortal accents glow,

And still the eloquent air breathes—burns with Cicero!

CXIII.

The field of Freedom—Faction—Fame—and Blood:

Here a proud people's passions were exhaled,