The sciences and arts were seen to stand;
Here Æsculapius’ snake displayed his crest,
And burning glories sparkled on his breast;
While from his eye’s insufferable light,
Disease and death recoiled in headlong flight:
Of this great temple, through all time renowned,
Sunk in oblivion, no remains are found.
Contiguous here, with hallowed woods o’erspread,
Renowned Parnassus lifts its honoured head;
There roses blossom in eternal spring,