Were melting down the starry depths of night;
Or Dian had her glowing form unrolled
From out her floating orb of liquid gold.
Her features were most delicately moulded,
And so transparent shone her dimpled cheek,
That when her large black eyes their rays unfolded.
Its bloom was lighted like some Alpine peak,
When zephyrs roll the circling mists away,
And on its summit breaks the blush of day.
Her raven hair in showering ringlets fell,