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Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936).  Verse: 1885–1918.  1922.
 
“Rimini”
 
(Marching Song of a Roman Legion of the Later Empire)

WHEN I left Rome for Lalage’s sake
By the Legions’ Road to Rimini,
She vowed her heart was mine to take
With me and my shield to Rimini—
(Till the Eagles flew from Rimini—)        5
And I’ve tramped Britain, and I’ve tramped Gaul,
And the Pontic shore where the snow-flakes fall
As white as the neck of Lalage—
(As cold as the heart of Lalage!)
And I’ve lost Britain, and I’ve lost Gaul,        10
And I’ve lost Rome and, worst of all,
I’ve lost Lalage!
 
When you go by the Via Aurelia,
As thousands have travelled before,
Remember the Luck of the Soldier        15
Who never saw Rome any more!
Oh dear was the sweetheart that kissed him
And dear was the mother that bore,
But his shield was picked up in the heather,
And he never saw Rome any more!

And he left Rome, etc.
        20
 
When you go by the Via Aurelia
That runs from the City to Gaul,
Remember the Luck of the Soldier
Who rose to be master of all!
He carried the sword and the buckler,        25
He mounted his guard on the Wall,
Till the Legions elected him Cæsar,
And he rose to be master of all!

And he left Rome, etc.
 
It’s twenty-five marches to Narbo,
It’s forty-five more up the Rhone,        30
And the end may be death in the heather
Or life on an Emperor’s throne.
But whether the Eagles obey us,
Or we go to the Ravens—alone,
I’d sooner be Lalage’s lover        35
Than sit on an Emperor’s throne!

We’ve all left Rome for Lalage’s sake, etc.
 
 
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