O Venus, Queen of Beauty, Goddess Love
Return from High Olympus up above
I plead, before your statue, this May morn
As brave-star, bright Aurora, brings the dawn
Please hear my prayer, most mighty maid, so mild
I’ve worshipped you from since I was as a child
When I would play upon that sun-kissed shore
Where you once trod the waves, as sea did roar
They told me that you’d waded t’wards the land
Across the sun-soaked, searing Grecian sand
That shadowless, you’d walked, but men had missed
The sea snail sleeping on your slender wrist
Their lust had made them mad, to beauty blind
They had not grasped you were the goddess kind
O Venus, (Aphrodite if you wish)
For you I’d sell my soul for one sweet kiss!
From Mount Olympus, on your gleaming throne
(Encrusted with pure gold and sapphire stone)
Spare me one gracious, gleaming goddess glance
To pierce my aching heart with love-laced lance
For Venus, Queen of Beauty, I love you
With passion pure and precious, trusted, true!
I kneel before you on this May Day Morn
As brave-star, bright Aurora, brings the dawn
O goddess, from your throne beyond the sky
Speak through your statue; bid it shake or sigh
And I will see in this a sacred sign
That soon, your sweetest love will all be mine!