O delight of the world! Happy the wives who reign in thy celestial
court! How beautiful art thou at thy awaking! How magnificent the
ceremonies of thy rising! What charms are scattered by thy presence! The
fair companions of thy slumbers undraw the purple curtains of the
pavilion where thou reposest, and thy first looks dispel the vast
obscurity of night. Oh, with what joy must nature have been transported
at receiving thy first visit! Surely she remembers it: nor ever does she
greet thy return without experiencing those tender yearnings which a
fond daughter feels at the return of her long absent father.