The light of my song shall fierily blaze + 

O’er this city so dear unto me, + 

And swifter than high-mettled steed can race + 

Or a white-winged galley can flee, + 

I will speed this story of Opus’ glory + 

Far, far over land, over sea, + 

If by Destiny guided my hand essay + 

To gather fruit and flower + 

In the Graces’ garden of gardens, for they + 

All things delightsome shower. + 

Whether hero or poet one be, he doth owe it + 

To Heaven’s all-gracious power. + 