Queen and huntress chaste and fair.

Now the sun is laid to sleep,

Seated in a silver chair,

State in wanted manner keep.



Earth let not an envious shade

Dare itself to interpose.

Cynthia's shining orb was made

Heaven to cheer when day did close.



Lay the bow of pearl apart,

And the crystal-shining quiver,

Give unto the flying heart

Space to breathe how short so ever



Hesperus entreats thy light

Goddess excellently bright.

Bless us then with wished sight

Thou who makes a day of night.