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IV. ROME.
Guido's ‘Aurora.’
We too see the clouds that surround her,
We too see the track of the car;
But none sees her herself, none hath found her,
There is none she hath honoured so far.
We too see the track of the car;
But none sees her herself, none hath found her,
There is none she hath honoured so far.
But this painter, scarce meriting, knew her
When he painted that picture of light;
O fortunate Reni! you drew her,
For she made herself plain to your sight,
When he painted that picture of light;
O fortunate Reni! you drew her,
For she made herself plain to your sight,
As she comes, the bright goddess of morning,
With the dawn in her eyes and her hair,
Making glad with a jubilant warning
The depths of the amorous air;
With the dawn in her eyes and her hair,
Making glad with a jubilant warning
The depths of the amorous air;
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And the car of the god follows after,
Led forth by the Hours on his way;
Led forth to the sound of their laughter,
And leading the light of the day.
Led forth by the Hours on his way;
Led forth to the sound of their laughter,
And leading the light of the day.
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