Wherefore do my sisters stay?
Appear, appear Eunomia!
’Tis Irene calls to thee,
Irene calls:
Like dew that falls
Into a stream,
I’m lost with them
That know not how to order me.
‖: See where she shines, :‖ oh see
‖: In her celestial gaiety! :‖
‖: Crowned with a wreath :‖ of stars, to show
‖: The evening’s glory in her brow. :‖