Some troops despatching who might meet the foe

Where shady Apennine lifts up the ridge

Of mid Italia; nearest to the sky

Upsoaring, with the seas on either hand,

The upper and the lower. Pisa's sands

Breaking the margin of the Tuscan deep,

Here bound his mountains: there Ancona's towers

Laved by Dalmatian waves. Rivers immense,

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