. . . Cyclopum educta caminis 



Maenia conspicio, atque adverso fornice portas. 



His demum exactis, perfecto munere Divse, 

 Devenere locos laetos et amsena vireta 

 Fortunatorum nemorum sedesque beatas. 

 Largior hie campos aether et lumine vestit 

 Purpureo: solemque suum, sua sidera norunt. 



VIRGIL, Mn. vi. 630. 



They leave at length the nether gloom, and stand 



Before the portals of a hetter land : 



To happier plains they come, and fairer groves, 



The seats of those whom heaven, benignant, loves; 



A brighter day, a bluer ether, spreads 



Its lucid depths above their favoured heads; 



And, purged from mists that veil our earthly skies, 



Shine suns and stars unseen by mortal eyes. 



