Ode to Selene
K. Weigl
Queen austere art thou of the moon, Selene:
Dost not shine for me, seeking love's arena.
Those in love united do bless thy shining,
Lonely ones pining.
Silver coolness send to my breast appealing,
Burning passion soothe thou, my pain revealing,
Grant me dream and comfort and hope's verbenae,
Goddess Selene.