Poetry ⚜️⚜️

Song To Diana – Ben Jonson

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,

Now the sun is laid to sleep,

Seated in thy silver chair State customarily keep:

Hesperus entreats thy light,

Goddess, excellently bright.

Earth, let not thy envious shade

Dare itself to interpose

Cynthia’s shining orb made

Heaven clear when day did close:

Bless us then with wished 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 makest a day of night,

Goddess, excellently bright.