Here you will find the Poem On Guido's Aurora of poet Mathilde Blind
GLORIOUS, in saffron robes and veil unfurled, Borne on the wind of her ecstatic flight, Aurora floats before the Lord of Light, And showers her roses on a jubilant world. Lo, where he beams, ambrosial, yellow curled, The God of Day, with unapparent might, Checking his fiery steeds, that plunge and bite As if from heaven his Chariot should be hurled. And on the Clouds a many-tinted band Of Hours dance round their Leader, grave or gay As glowing near or in his wake they sway; While poised above the sun-awakened land The Morning Star, fair herald of the day, Hovers, a Cupid, back-blown torch in hand.
