How well Horatius kept the bridge

In the brave days of old.

Thomas B Macaulay (1800-1859): Lays of Ancient Rome. Horatius, lxx.

I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs,

A palace and a prison on each hand.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 1.

By the rude bridge that arched the flood,

Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,

Here once the embattl'd farmers stood,

And fired the shot heard round the world.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882): Hymn sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument.

I waited for the train at Coventry;

I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge,

To watch the three tall spires; and there I shaped

The city's ancient legend into this.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): Godiva.