Reach out from the Cloud,
Turn the Pearl-Round Stone;
Tune the Seventh Tone.
Caress that Crown of Trees,
Guide within the Ways;
Tell the Course of Days.
Shape the Sea-Borne Cradle,
Give whitest milk; then
Take the milk again.
Beckon to the Circling Moon,
Hold aloft the Wand;
Scribe that song thereon.
Bless that Buried King,
Heal the Heart Afire,
Stroke the Curling Lyre;
HECATONTOCHEIROI!
Five-voiced the Heavenly Choir!