With the first dawn I wake, to change

Rejoiced the soft bed’s balmy rest,

Through the life-giving air to range,

That free dilates the breast.

It pleases me the heavens to view,

O’erspread with red and golden glows,

When first his lustres to renew,

His splendours Phœbus shows.

It pleases me, when bright his rays,

Above the zenith fiery shine,