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INVOCATION OF THE CLOUDS AND CHORUS.
Or with the Nereids move through Ocean's holy grove,
Whence ye spring forth in moist exhalations;
Or imbibe the golden rills with which Nile his current fills,
Ere he roll his deep tide through the nations;
Whether o'er Mæotis' lake your station now ye take,
Or with Mimas's high mists are blended;
Now, Deities of Air, receive your vot'ry's prayer,
And to his entreaties be bended!
Whence ye spring forth in moist exhalations;
Or imbibe the golden rills with which Nile his current fills,
Ere he roll his deep tide through the nations;
Whether o'er Mæotis' lake your station now ye take,
Or with Mimas's high mists are blended;
Now, Deities of Air, receive your vot'ry's prayer,
And to his entreaties be bended!
CHORUS OF CLOUDS.
Clouds of the heaven,
Immortal mid storms,
To the winds we have given
Our light dewy forms.
Clouds of the heaven,
Immortal mid storms,
To the winds we have given
Our light dewy forms.
Let us leave the deep roar
Of our parent the Ocean,
And to mountain-tops soar,
Where the leaves are in motion.
Of our parent the Ocean,
And to mountain-tops soar,
Where the leaves are in motion.
Let us gaze o'er the whole
Of the gardens of Earth,
O'er the rivers that roll
In their turbulent mirth.
Of the gardens of Earth,
O'er the rivers that roll
In their turbulent mirth.
While the sea echoes high
Mid the rocks where it dashes,
And unwearied the Eye
Of the bright Ether flashes.
Mid the rocks where it dashes,
And unwearied the Eye
Of the bright Ether flashes.