Chapter 2 No.2

Unto the Great Twin Brethren

We keep this solemn feast.

Swift, swift, the Great Twin Brethren

Came spurring from the east.

They came o'er wild Parthenius[13] 25

Tossing in waves of pine,

O'er Cirrha's dome,[14] o'er Adria's[15] foam,

O'er purple Apennine,

From where with flutes and dances

Their ancient mansion rings, 30

In lordly Lacedaemon,[16]

The city of two kings,

To where, by Lake Regillus,

Under the Porcian[17] height,

All in the lands of Tusculum, 35

Was fought the glorious fight.