第18章 FOUR FOUNTAINS AFTER RESPIGHI

FRESH mists of Roman dawn;

For water search the cattle;

Faintlv on damp air sounds the shepherd's horn Above fountain Giulia's prattle.

Triton, joyous and loud Of Naiads summons troops;A frenziedly leaping and mingling crowd, Dancing, pursuing groups.

At high noon the trumpets peal, Neptune's chariot passes by;Trains of sirens, tritons, Trevi's jets heat Then trumpets' echoes sigh.

Tolling bell and sunset, Twittering birds and calm;Medici's fountain, shimmering net, Into the night brings balm.