And temples of their Gods: all Troy’s o’erspread
With bushes thick, her ruines ruined.
He sees the bridall grove Anchises lodg’d;
Hesione’s rock; the cave where Paris judg’d;
Where nymph Oenone play’d; the place so fam’d
For Ganymedes’ rape; each stone is nam’d.
A little gliding stream, which Xanthus was,
Unknown he past, and in the lofty grass
Securely trode; a Phrygian straight forbid
Him tread on Hector’s dust! (with ruins hid,