Catiline to the Roman Army

From “Catiline,” Act V. Sc. 2.
SOUND all to arms!  (A flourish of trumpets.)
Call in the captains,—(To an officer.)
                                I would speak with them!
(The officer goes.)Now, Hope! away,—and welcome gallant Death!
Welcome the clanging...

Poet: George Croly
The Death of Leonidas

It was the wild midnight,—
  A storm was on the sky;
The lightning gave its light,
  And the thunder echoed by.

The torrent swept the glen,
  The ocean lashed the shore;
Then rose the Spartan men,
  To make their bed in gore!

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Poet: George Croly