Stands here for Caesar, blocking with its bulk
Pompeius' way to freedom. Now he trusts
His shield no more, lest his sinister hand,
Idle, give life by shame; and on his breast
Bearing a forest of spears, though spent with toil
And worn with onset, falls upon his foe
And braves alone the wounds of all the war.
Thus may an elephant in Afric wastes,
he often spent much time with the white foreman of the
towns, must have continued in the state of footpaths and
An interesting incident, showing the constant anxiety of
to address the artificers on the perilous nature of their
To his host he explained that he was moving his safari
morning, and landed upon the rock at seven. The water had