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Then tenfold round the body The roar of battle rose, Like the roar of a burning forest, When a strong north wind blows, Now backward, and now forward, Rocked furiously the fray1, Till none could see Valerius, And none wist where he lay. For shivered arms and ensigns Were heaped there in a mound2, And corpses3 stiff, and dying men That writhed4 and gnawed5 the ground; And wounded horses kicking, And snorting purple foam6: Right well did such a couch befit A Consular7 of Rome. 点击收听单词发音
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