Where dreadful once the Latian eagles flew.”

“To Afric’s coast he cuts the foamy way, Where low the once victorious Carthage lay. There landing, to the well-known camp he hies, Where from afar the distant seas he spies; Where Bagrada’s dull waves the sands divide, And slowly downward roll their sluggish tide. From thence he seeks the heights renowned by fame, And hallowed by the great Cornelian name: The rocks and hills which long, traditions say, Were held by huge Antaeus’ horrid sway. ⋮ But greater deeds this rising mountain grace, And Scipio’s name ennobles much the place, While, fixing here his famous camp, he calls Fierce Hannibal from Rome’s devoted walls. As yet the mouldering works remain in view, Where dreadful once the Latian eagles flew.”

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