Hymn to Diana
by Ben Johnson

Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair,
   Now the sun is laid to sleep,
Seated in thy silver chair
   State in wonted manner keep:
      Hesperus entreats thy light,
      Goddess excellently bright.

Earth, let not thy envious shade
   Dare itself to interpose;
Cynthia's shining orb was made
   Heaven to clear when day did close:
      Bless us then with wish'ed sign,
      Goddess excellently bright.

Lay thy bow of pearl apart
   And they crystal-shining quiver;
Give unto the flying hart
   Space to breath, how short soever:
      Thou that make'st a day of night,
      Goddess excellently bright!
To Diana, to Fortune
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