Apollo to the Graces

APOLLO Which of the fairest three Today will ride with me? My steeds are all pawing on the thresholds of Morn: Which of the fairest three Today will ride with me? Across the gold Autumn's whole kingdoms of corn?

THE GRACES all answer I will, I - I - I - O young Apollo let me fly along with thee, I will, I - I - I - The many, many wonders see - I - I - I - I - And thy lyre shall never have a slackened string. I - I - I - I - Thro' the whole day will sing.