And visited all night by troops of stars,

Or when they climb the sky, or when they sink:

Companion of the morning star at dawn,

Thyself Earth’s rosy star, and of the dawn

Co-herald: wake, oh wake, and utter praise! 35

Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth?

Who filled thy countenance with rosy light;

Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?

And you, ye five wild torrents, fiercely glad!

Who called you forth from night and utter death, 40