Pray heed, you ladies in the shade
Pray heed, you ladies in the shade:
 The fair queen of Atlantia
 Comes even now before your hidden glade
 To shine her heaven’s light
 Upon this mortal lawn;
 Cast off the sheet of night,
 And greet lovely Dawn.
But if to Twilight’s cloth you keep,
 The fair queen of Atlantia
 Ever doth grow the higher and more deep
 Her sunbeam hue will glow;
 And Earth in courtesy
 Before her do all bow
 To her Majesty.
By Nottingshill calm river-side
 The fair queen of Atlantia
 With smile and glance warm doth she lovers guide
 To meet their hearts’ content:
 In flowry field, in quiet wood,
 In sweet embrace no force may rent
 What love hath deemed good.
Now revel all ye lovers glad,
 The fair queen of Atlantia
 Will praise you well with love that shall not fade
 While happy are you two.
 Her heaven-sent white sunlight beam
 Will warm your hearts, fill’d with love true:
 Better ‘wake than dream.