——Nec morti esse locum, sed viva volare
Sideris in numerum atque alto succedere cælo.
Virgil, Geor. IV.
“Star of resplendent front!” thy glorious eye
Again shines out from yonder sapphire sky,
Piercing the blue depths of the vernal night
With opal shafts and flames of rubient light;
Till the pale Serpent gliding round thy path
Hides in dim shades his ineffectual wrath,
Pining with envy at thy dazzling ray,