To the Moon (feat. Jan Erste)

Hear, Goddess queen, diffusing silver light

Bull-horned and wandering through the gloom of Night

With stars surrounded, and with circuit wide

Night's torch extending, through the heavens you ride

Female and Male with borrowed rays you shine

And now full-orbed, now tending to decline

Mother of ages, fruit-producing Moon

Whose amber orb makes Night's reflected noon

Lover of horses, splendid, queen of Night

All-seeing power bedecked with starry light

Lover of vigilance, the foe of strife

In peace rejoicing, and a prudent life

Fair lamp of Night, its ornament and friend

Who gives to Nature's works their destined end

Queen of the stars, all-wife Diana hail!

Decked with a graceful robe and shining veil

Come, blessed Goddess, prudent, starry, bright

Come moony-lamp with chaste and splendid light

Shine on these sacred rites with prosperous rays

And pleased accept your suppliant's mystic praise