Gladius

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CXL

I see before me the Gladiator lie:

He leans upon his hand — his manly brow

Consents to death, but conquers agony,

And his droop’d head sinks gradually low —

And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow

From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,

Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now

The arena swims around him — he is gone,

Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail’d the wretch who won.

Lord Byron, excerpt of Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage – Canto IV

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Galanta Morente (unknown, attributed to Epigonus)

 

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