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136 that of the good old yeoman Galæsus, who yokes a hundred ploughs, and whose character gives him even more influence than his wealth. He is slain as he stands between the combatants, vainly pleading for peace.

The bodies are carried through the city streets, as in a modern revolution, by way of demonstration. There they make their dumb appeal to the passions of the people—

Young Almo in his comely grace,

And old Galæsus' mangled face"—

and the appeal is answered by a universal cry for "War!"