Around the ocean’s chrysoprase brim

The Dawn, approaching, broadcast will send

Purple and scarlet, now bright and once dim,

And yet their gorgeous painting suspend

When the sun draws nigh, and in honor of him

Show nothing but golden. So shall ascend

The goddess of knowledge and pour from above

Transfiguring light on the land we love.

Translated by C. E. R. [[355]]

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