FOUR FOUNTAINS AFTERRESPIGHI

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.