Incantations Part Four - Mike Oldfield

Queen and huntress chaste and fair

Now the sun is laid to sleep

Seated in a silver chair

State in wonted manner keep

Earth let not an envious shade

Dare itself to inter pose

Cynthia’s shining orb was made

Heav’n to cheer when day did close

Lay the bow of pearl apart

And the crystal shining quiver

Give un to the flying hart

Space to breathe how short so ever

Hesper us entreats thy light

Goddess excellently bright

Bless us then with wished sight

Thou who makes a day of night