ere the  Eagle hither flew,
Ere  Sons their pow'rful Virtues knew;
great Descendant rais'd them first to Fame,
And, from their Use, assign'd the Town its Name.
he chose Protectress of the Streams,
the City her Protectress claims;
Thus He, who of Man's Fall divinely sings,
Tells from old Records, wrote of  Kings.
The  well this ancient Story knew,
Statues their Devotion drew;
Of curious Art her noble  appears,
Safe from the Ruin of a thousand Years.
These salutary Streams alone can boast
Their Virtues not in thrice five Ages lost.
The floating Waters, from their hidden Source,
Thro' the same  keep unerring Course;
The flowing  meets dissolving ,
And heat in , till the Waters boil:
then, enrich the healing Stream,
to the  they give, and to the , .