By the will of Heaven. The Shaker of Earth, who hath at Onchestus his halls,
And whose mansion is on the sea-lashed ridge afront of Corinth’s walls,
Even he bestoweth upon that house this hymn of wondrous praise,
And the olden glory of far-famed deeds from her bed doth he upraise
Where erst she had fallen on sleep, but now is awakened, and shines resplendent
Over all her form, as the Morning Star mid the stars is a light transscendent—