Mike Oldfield - Ode to Cynthia Lyrics

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia’s shining orb was made Heaven to cheer when day did close. Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal-shining quiver, Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever. Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Bless us then with wished sight Thou that mak’st a day of night. Mike Oldfield Lyrics Ode to Cynthia Lyrics