Canzon 24. Unto the Muses, I resign my scroll

Anonymous

UNTO the Muses, I resign my scroll,

Who sing with voice unto the spheres proportionable.

Sing ye! O write ye of my love’s pure soul!

Unbody it, in words inimitable!

In high sphere, then, see ye her name enrolled!

On her heart throne, sits the divine ASTRÆA;

Who doth the balance of her favours hold,

Which she imparts in justice and demerit.

For virgin purity, white GALATEA

Doth type the sanctity of her purer spirit.

She, the fourth Grace, height PASITHÆA,

Only recorded by our first born son;

Whom after long sleep, we shall now untomb

And her translate into ZEPHERIA.

Amidst the CHARITES, possess thy room!

THALIA in heart, zealous URANIA;

The soul’s musician, sweet THELXIONE;

Daughter of Love and Admiration!

A veil immortal shall we put on thee,

And on thy head instar the Gnosian Crown!

ARIADNE doth herself undeify,

Yielding her coronal to thine installation!

Now live in starry stage of heaven, a deity!

And sing we, IO ZEPHERIA! all in a rown.

“Hold! take thy scroll! With wing of immortality,

Thy Love is clad! Nay, ought may her unsanctify,

But proud Disdain!” Thanks, sweet CALLIOPE!