A new Olympus to the Deity—
And his,[6] who ’neath heaven’s azure canopy
Saw worlds unnumbered roll, and suns unmoved
Irradiate countless systems—treading first
For Albion’s son, who soared on wings sublime,
The shining pathways of the firmament—
Oh! blest art thou, Etruria’s queen! I cried—
For thy pure airs, so redolent of life,
And the fresh streams thy mountain summits pour
In homage at thy feet. In thy blue sky