"Greave" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... twigs of osier in their shields they weave, And shape the casque, and in the mould prepare The brazen breastplate and the silver greave. Scorned lie the spade, the sickle and the share, Their fathers' falchions to the forge they bear. Now peals the clarion; through the host hath spread The watch-word. Helmets from the walls they tear, And yoke the steeds. In triple gold arrayed, Each grasps the burnished ...
— The Aeneid of Virgil - Translated into English Verse by E. Fairfax Taylor • Virgil |
