Classic Poem

Dear Marullinus, noble sire's true son,
Who 'neath the frozen stars of North hast gone,
Hear me, thy father's friend, as now I pray,
And to thy mindful heart this message lay.
Restrain thy courage, nor with valour rash
Too swift against the foemen's battle dash.
Let madmen fly into the furious strife:
Father and chief alike both need thy life.