She whose head higher than the stars was crowned,
One foot on ocean, one beneath the Dawn,
One hand on Moor and one on Scythian,
Compassed the earth and then the heavens round.
Jupiter, fearing for his menaced heaven,
And lest the Giants’ pride should rise again,
Crushed her beneath those hills that yet remain
As tombs of her great might, in number seven.
Upon her head he heaped the Saturnal,
Upon her stomach set the Quirinal,
Upon her belly, storied Palatine:
The Coelian upon her dexter hand,
Steep Esquiline upon the left doth stand:
On the feet, Viminal and Aventine.
Original poem by Joachim du Bellay
Translated by Timothy Adès
Poetry Atlas has many poems about Rome, including one set on the Palatine Hill.

The Forum of ancient Rome