In Roman times of might and deed,
Two Bearded Collies, swift in speed.
Bouncing high, with fur so grand,
Their names are cloaked, a secret hand.

The first, a leap like Mars in war,
A bounding force upon the floor.
His name reflects his fiery bounce,
In Latin tongue, it’s key to pronounce.

The second, with a gentler hop,
In meadows green, he does not stop.
His name, a softer tone it brings,
Like Flora's touch, or springtime springs.

Emperor and King of Kings, they be,
One from the lands across the sea, where eagles marched,
One from the North who by decree, ruled on Christianity.

So guess their names, if you so dare,
One like war, one soft as air.
In ancient words, their names you seek,
A challenge for the wise and meek.