O holy virgin! clad in purest white,
Unlock heav'n's golden gates, and issue forth;
Awake the dawn that sleeps in heaven; let light
Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring
The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day.
O radiant morning, salute the sun
Rous'd like a huntsman to the chase, and with
Thy buskin'd feet appear upon our hills.
............a super nice write, so ethereally beautiful ★
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An aesthetic feel of a visual we get reading this poem...good nature poem