"Before the starry threshold of Jove's Court My mansion is."

"Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth."

"Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of Eternit…"

"I will tell you now What never yet was heard in tale or song, From old or modern bard, in hall or bower."

"Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape Crushed the sweet poison of misused wine."

"These my sky-robes spun out of Iris' woof."

"The star that bids the shepherd fold."

"And the gilded car of day, His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream."

"Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity."

"The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger."