“Under the Western axis grazed Sun’s horses. Instead of grass they ate ambrosia; There they took ease after a long day’s labour, Refreshed themselves to ride the skies of dawn, And while they took their fill of heaven’s dinner, And Night took over rule of earth and sky, Sun, dressed as though he were Leucothoe’s mother, Entered the young girl’s room, she at the center Of twelve girls, twirling the spindle, threading The delicate white wool. He stooped to kiss her As a mother would have kissed her and remarked, ‘I come to talk of intimate affairs To you, my dear, which is a mother’s duty, And
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