Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated on thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light Goddess, 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 wished sight Goddess, Goddess, excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe how short so ever. Thou that mak'st a day of night Goddess, Goddess, excellently bright.