English poem
Vii
by Baron Macaulay Thomas Babington Macaulay
On the right goes Romulus, With arms to the elbows red, And in his hand a broadsword, And on the blade a head-- A head in an iron helmet, With horse-hair hanging down, A shaggy head, a swarthy head, Fixed in a ghastly frown-- The head of King Amulius Of the great Sylvian line, Who reigned in Alba Longa, On the throne of Aventine.