XCIX.
Morocco, Fez, and Oran, looking down,
Hippona, Argier, he, and Bugia told,
Which from all cities bear away the crown,
No palm or parsley wreath, but crown of gold;
Noble Biserta next and Tunis-town,
Capys, Alzerba’s isle, the warrior bold,
Tripoli, Berniche, Ptolomitta viewed,
And into Asia’s land the Nile pursued.
C.
’Twixt Atlas’ shaggy ridges and the shore,
He viewed each region in his spacious round;
He turned his back upon Carena hoar,
And skimmed above the Cyrenæan ground;
Passing the sandy desert of the Moor,
In Albajada, reached the Nubian’s bound;
Left Battus’ tomb behind him on the plain[34],
And Ammon’s, now dilapidated, fane.
CI.
To other Tremizen he posts, where bred
As well the people are in Mahound’s style;
For other Æthiops then his pinions spread,
Which face the first, and lie beyond the Nile.
Between Coallee and Dobada sped,
Bound for the Nubian city’s royal pile;
Threading the two, where, ranged on either land,
Moslems and Christians watch, with arms in hand.
