VIII
The Herald1 of the Latines Hath hied him back in state: The Fathers of the City Are met in high debate. Then spake the elder Consul2, And ancient man and wise: ``Now harken, Conscript Fathers, To that which I advise. In seasons of great peril3 'Tis good that one bear sway; Then choose we a Dictator, Whom all men shall obey. Camerium knows how deeply The sword of Aulus bites, And all our city calls him The man of seventy fights. Then let him be Dictator For six months and no more, And have a Master of the Knights4, And axes twenty-four.''