战争不如民间对Emathian（1）平原，
    与犯罪放松，我们唱，如何罗马的高赛
    在她的命脉陷入她的胜利剑;
    类似的军队陷入困境，同力
    动摇的所有地球上的弗赖弯曲;
    并炸毁了，对共同有罪，
    一个王国的紧凑型;与鹰鹰会见，
    标准的标准，反对矛矛。
    从那里，公民，这愤怒，这无限的欲望
    为了沙爹与罗马血液野蛮人？
    没有阴凉的克拉苏，流浪者，（2）
    他的复仇哭泣？难道你们没有被宠坏，
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    Wars worse than civil on Emathian (1) plains,
    And crime let loose we sing; how Rome's high race
    Plunged in her vitals her victorious sword;
    Armies akin embattled, with the force
    Of all the shaken earth bent on the fray;
    And burst asunder, to the common guilt,
    A kingdom's compact; eagle with eagle met,
    Standard to standard, spear opposed to spear.
    Whence, citizens, this rage, this boundless lust
    To sate barbarians with the blood of Rome?
    Did not the shade of Crassus, wandering still, (2)
    Cry for his vengeance? Could ye not have spoiled,