English poem
King Edward
by James Miller (1860–1947)
Ha! braggart, think you this a Roman senate, And do ye come like some obstreperous Cato To beard a Cæsar, flush’d with victory? Guards, load the caitiff with his weight of chains; Keep him in durance till each separate item That’s mentioned in the treaty be fulfill’d: Percy, see the twelve hostages secured— The city now is given to your charge. [Exit PERCY, with the Hostages.