Day is dying! Float, O song
Down the westward river
Requiem chanting to the Day
Day, the mighty giver!

Pierced by shafts of Time he bleeds
Melted rubies sending
Through the river and the sky
Earth and heaven blending;

All the long-drawn earthy banks
Up to cloud-land lifting:
Slow between them drifts the swan
'Twixt two heavens drifting

Wings half open like a flow'r
Inly deeper flushing
Neck and breast as virgin's pure, --
Virgin proudly blushing

Day is dying! Float, O swan
Down the ruby river
Follow, song, in requiem
To the mighty Giver