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Right o'er-againft Plemmyrium's watry Strand
There lies an Isle, once call'd th' Ortygian Land:
Alpheus, as Old Fame reports, has found 910
From Greece a secret Passage under-ground:
By Love to beauteous Arethusa led,
And mingling here, they rowl in the fame Sacred Bed.
As Helenus enjoin'd, we next adore
Diana's Name, Protectress of the Shore. 915
With prosp'rous Gales we pass the quiet Sounds
Of still Elorus, and his fruitful Bounds.
Then doubling Cape Pachynus, we survey
The rocky Shore extended to the Sea.
The Town of Camarine from far we see; 920
And fenny Lake undrain'd by Fates decree.
In sight of the Geloan Fields we pass,
And the large Walls, where mighty Gela was:
Then Agragas with lofty Summets crown'd;
Long for the Race of warlike Steeds renown'd: 925
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$We pass'd Selinus, and the Palmy Land,
And widely shun the Lilybæan Strand,
Unsafe, for secret Rocks, and moving Sand.
At length on Shore the weary Fleet arriv'd;
Which Drepranum's unhappy Port receiv'd. 930
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$Here, after endless Labours, often tost
By raging Storms, and driv'n on ev'ry Coast,
My dear, dear Father, spent with Age I lost.
Ease of my Cares, and Solace of my Pain, 934
Sav'd through a thousand Toils, but sav'd in vain.