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THE Roman Road runs straight and bare / As the pale parting-line in hair / Across the heath. And thoughtful men / Contrast its days of Now and Then, / And delve, and measure, and compare;
Visioning on the vacant air / Helmed legionaries, who proudly rear / The Eagle, as they pace again / The Roman Road.
But no tall brass-helmed legionnaire / Haunts it for me. Uprises there / A mother's form upon my ken, / Guiding my infant steps, as when / We walked that ancient thoroughfare, / The Roman Road.