The Old Bridge at Florence lyrics
 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
		
		Taddeo Gaddi built me. I am old,
          Five centuries old. I plant my foot of stone
          Upon the Arno, as St. Michael's own
          Was planted on the dragon. Fold by fold
Beneath me as it struggles. I behold
          Its glistening scales. Twice hath it overthrown
          My kindred and companions. Me alone
          It moveth not, but is by me controlled,
I can remember when the Medici
          Were driven from Florence; longer still ago
          The final wars of Ghibelline and Guelf.
Florence adorns me with her jewelry;
          And when I think that Michael Angelo
          Hath leaned on me, I glory in myself.