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In me its lord expected, and that horn Of fair Ausonia, with its boroughs old, Bari, and Croton, and Gaeta pild, From where the Trento disembogues his waves, With Verde mingled, to the salt sea flood. Already on my temples beamd the crown, Which gave me sovreignty over the land By Danube washd, whenas he strays beyond The limits of his German shores.