Bright visions of our feasts arise.
“Fair stranger of a foreign clime.”
Canst bridge the span of ages vast,
O maiden of a fabled past?
Then come! We’ll do our best to please;
We’ll make thee guest at Pleiades!
And ne’er in palmy days of Rome
Couldst thou, fair maiden, feel at home
More than at Pleiads’ tables round