I keep getting lines of poetry popping into my mind from long ago, this you may remember yourselves. I was moved by it at the time.
Do you remember the poem and who taught us it?
No sound of joy or sorrow
Was heard from either bank;
But friends and foes in dumb surprise,
With parted lips and straining eyes,
Stood gazing where he sank;
And when above the surges,
They saw his crest appear,
All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry,
And even the ranks of Tuscany
Could scarce forbear to cheer.
Was heard from either bank;
But friends and foes in dumb surprise,
With parted lips and straining eyes,
Stood gazing where he sank;
And when above the surges,
They saw his crest appear,
All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry,
And even the ranks of Tuscany
Could scarce forbear to cheer.
It is those last two lines that I struck the chord.
Jim Wishart, ![](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sXNZCx9ItJ0FS7wrD0gBYnKfUl-aXlmMbnbTTC8Nt1C40w-HAhj3SGWHCXP7xen35UArAjIKw5C9NSlJsWYj3Tm2FLIl5VBK6WMUn4nPB7W6QjcaeIQOoCbq1rtj-ad9zppUdf=s0-d)
I think it was "Pa" Watts who taught us the poem. Its Horatius by Macauly. You can read it all at www.englishverse.com/poems/horatius cheers jonn
ReplyDeleteRight John! But I think I was taught it by Tom Pierce in about 1948. I think I was in IVc at the time. It has great rhythm and is quite stirring eh? jim
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