text: Marches with spirited step, and treads with a delicate motion;
    First on the dangerous pathway and into the threatening river,
    Trusting himself to the unknown bridge, without fear at its creakings,
    Neck thrown high in the air, and clear-cut head, and a belly
    Spare, back rounded, and breast abounding in courage and muscle.
    He, when the clashing of weapons is heard to resound in the distance,
    Leaps from his place, and pricks up his ears, and all in a tremble
    Pours forth the pent-up fire that lay close-shut in his nostrils.