<h2><SPAN name="chap19"></SPAN>FOUR FOUNTAINS AFTER RESPIGHI</h2>
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Fresh mists of Roman dawn;<br/>
For water search the cattle;<br/>
Faintly on damp air sounds the shepherd’s horn<br/>
Above fountain Giulia’s prattle.<br/>
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Triton, joyous and loud<br/>
Of Naiads summons troops;<br/>
A frenziedly leaping and mingling crowd,<br/>
Dancing, pursuing groups.<br/>
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At high noon the trumpets peal,<br/>
Neptune’s chariot passes by;<br/>
Trains of sirens, tritons, Trevi’s jets heal<br/>
Then trumpets’ echoes sigh.<br/>
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Tolling bell and sunset,<br/>
Twittering birds and calm;<br/>
Medici’s fountain, shimmering net,<br/>
Into the night brings balm.<br/></p>
<p class="left">
JESSICA CARR</p>
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