Herminius beat his bosom： But never a word he spake. He clapped his hand on Auster's mane, He gave the reins a shake. Away,
away, went Auster, Like an arrow from the bow： Black Auster was the fleetest steed From Aufidus to Po.
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Herminius beat his bosom： But never a word he spake. He clapped his hand on Auster's mane, He gave the reins a shake. Away,
away, went Auster, Like an arrow from the bow： Black Auster was the fleetest steed From Aufidus to Po.