Hymn to Diana

    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 wishèd sight

    Goddess excellently bright.

    Lay thy bow of pearl apart

    And thy crystal-shining quiver；

    Give unto the flying hart

    Space to breathe how short soever：

    Thou that mak'st a day of night—

    Goddess excellently bright.