(Darksome recess) where mighty Chiefs of Rome
Have slumber’d ages in its silent gloom:
Where airy lamps the distant sailor guide,
Or where the labour’d arch deceives the tide:
Where Geta kept the Belgic youth in awe,
Or where Papinian gave the Roman law.
Pleas’d I behold Sabrina’s silver stream,
Or hear the murmurs of the doubtful Teme.
With you, methinks, from Cred’nil I survey
Th’ important conflict of the furious day: