Stop on the Appian Way,
  In the Roman Campagna;
  Stop at my tomb,
The tomb of Cecilia Metella.
    To-day as you see it
Alaric saw it, ages ago,
When he, with his pale-visaged Goths,
  Sat at the gates of Rome,
  Reading his Runic shield.
  Odin, thy curse remains!

  Beneath these battlements
My bones...