Named Selene
Named Selene


Surrounded by glittered nobles
The daughter of Hyperion arrives;
With a pleasant black gown
Coupled with a flowery crown;
Tellus showers her zephyr
With gratitude and devoir;
Heavenly her visits Earth
With amaze and Mirth;
The Ubiquitous and sacred beauty
Sprinkles the sparkles of Drowse upon
Blemish their addles and faults
Twinkles joy and rejuvenate the thoughts;
She isn’t a fairy Mob
She is a fairy Moon;
A quaint creature with
A quiet creature who nourishes