Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the Gate: 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his God?'
Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind.
With weeping and with laughter Still is the story told, How well Horatius kept the bridge In the brave days of old.
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