Validus (The Lyric of Apollo)
Arise! All shall hail,
raining down the great mountains,
the Olympian gale,
pouring gold-plated bounty
from its bright crystal mouth,
and its noise and its glee
SOARS!…BURSTS!
Down it sails
through the air yellow-orange,
and, settling,
dusts the ground with sunlight.
I open my hands
and bound, like a child,
to catch the mountain graces
falling down from the sky.
Crown of glistening beauty incarnate,
You and I together
form the draughts of truth.
Ah! The laurel-wreath blossoms
of lyrical youth,
watch them burst forth in droves
Apollonian power!
Watch them pour from their eyes
magnum rivers of gold –
the magnificent showers
of glories untold!
Rain down to bathe me
in courage and substance!
Then lift me to sail with
the Gods and the Poets!
With those beyond time,
whose measure and rhyme
bring greatness divine.
