Silver Night
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.
-Ben Johnson (1572-1637),
Hymn to Diana
,
from
Cynthia's Revels
images © 1999 by Randy Wang
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