Thus said Adrian, quoting a translation of Moschus’s poem, as in the clear morning light, we rowed over the Laguna , past Lido , into the open sea⁠—I would have added in continuation,

But when the roar

Of ocean’s gray abyss resounds, and foam

Gathers upon the sea, and vast waves burst⁠—

But when the roar Of ocean’s gray abyss resounds, and foam Gathers upon the sea, and vast waves burst⁠—