2. THE WAR WITH THE BARBARIANS.

And battle was brought on him, the tumult of

strife. The people of the Huns and famous Goths 20

gathered a host together; and the Franks and

Hugas marched forth, men fierce in fight and ripe

for war. The spears and woven mail-coats glittered,

as with shouts and clash of shields they

lifted up on high the standard of battle. Openly 25

the fighters gathered all together, and the throng

marched forth. The wolf in the wood howled his

war-song, and hid not his secret hopes of carnage;

and at the rear of the foe the dewy-feathered eagle 30

shrieked his note on high.

A mighty host hastened to war through the cities,

gleaned from all the men the Hunnish king could

summon from the near-lying towns. A vast army

sallied forth--bands of picked horsemen strengthened 35

the force of the foot-soldiers--until within a

foreign land upon the bank of the Danube these

stout-souled brandishers of the spear pitched their

camp near the water's flow, amid the tumult of the

army. They longed to overrun the realm of the 40

Romans, and lay it waste with their hordes.

Then were the dwellers in the cities aware of the

Huns' coming. And the emperor straightway bade

summon with the greatest speed by dispatch of the

arrow his heroes to war against the foes; bade lead

out to battle the warriors beneath the heavens. 45

Their hearts inspired by victory, the Roman heroes

were soon girt with weapons for the fight, though

they had a lesser host for battle than circled about

the proud king of the Huns. Then the shields 50

rang, the wood of war clashed; the king with the

host, his army, marched forth to strife, and over

their heads the raven wailed, dark, and thirsting for

the slaughter. The army was moving--trumpeters

leaped, heralds shouted commands, and horses

stamped the earth. Hastily the multitude enranked 55

itself for strife.

But the king was fear-smitten, awed with terror,

as he looked upon the hostile host, the army of the

Huns and Goths, that upon the river's bank at the

boundary of the Roman realm was massing its 60

strength, an uncounted multitude. The king of the

Romans suffered bitter grief of soul, and hoped not

for his kingdom because of his small host; he had

too few warriors, trusty thanes, to encounter the

overmight of brave men in battle. 65

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