text:  "As there is now so then there was a slope by which you go Steep from the citadel to the plain and forum stretch'd below; And now the twain had reach'd the gate where Juno's partial ward The only bolts that closed their way propitiously unbarr'd When I too wise with Saturn's seed in open fight to join Contrived a scheme that baffled hers a plan entirely mine; I oped (in opening lies my strength) a gate where waters slept And from the solid rock straightway a stream impetuous leapt; To the hot spring such sulphurous steams my timely aid supplied That eager Tatius quail'd and shrunk back from the rolling tide