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