I)i quibus imperium est animarum, Umbraeque silentes, 

 Et Chaos, et Phlegethon, loca nocte silentia late, 

 Sit mihi fas audita loqui ; sit, numine vestro 

 Pandere res alta terra et caligino mersas. 



VIRGIL. Jltn. vi. 204. 



Ye Mighty Ones, who sway the Souls that go 

 Amid the marvels of the world below ! 

 Ye, silent Shades, who sit and hear around ! 

 Chaos ! and Streams that burn beneath the ground ! 

 All, all forgive, if by your converse stirred, 

 My lips shall utter what my ears have heard ; 

 If I shall speak of things of doubtful birth, 

 Deep sunk in darkness, as deep sunk in earth. 



