Leontis
Leontis here to Venus brings
Her cither with its tuneful strings
In memory of the night
When golden Sthenius with her lay
In happy vigil till the day
Surprised them with his light.
Her cither with its tuneful strings
In memory of the night
When golden Sthenius with her lay
In happy vigil till the day
Surprised them with his light.
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