IMAGINATION
Aristides E. (Aristides Evangelus) Phoutrides translation
Imagination, mistress, come! Come thou leading master, mind! And you, O tireless workers, come, Water-Fairies of the Rhythm! Come, and from Desire's great depths, And from the Reason's lofty heights, Bring, oh bring me lasting flowers Wrought on marble and on gold! Bring me words of splendid sound! Build with them the palace high! And within it raise aloft The Sun's image all-transcending Wrought of sunlight gleaming bright!