Eos came to me in a dream
Bedecked in Helios’ light
To transpose the Eve to the Dawn
And disperse the shadows of Night
Borne by her winged steeds
And to my bed where I lay in peace
She silently, softly, drew to me
And this she whispered against my cheek:
‘Come away with me to the Hall of the Gods
‘Where Grace and Beauty await.
‘Where the Muses sing for all the world
‘And Ambrosia floweth from your plate.
‘Where Youth and Passion await thee
‘From all the love I’ll bring.’
And She took my hand
And off we flew carried by the breath of the Wind.