Hymn LVIII: To Love

I call, great Love, the source of sweet delight,
Holy and pure, and charming to the sight ;
Darting, and wing'd, impetuous fierce desire,
With Gods and mortals playing, wand'ring fire :
Agile and twofold, keeper of the keys
Of heav'n and earth, the air, and spreading seas ;
Of all that Ceres' fertile realms contains,
By which th' all parent Goddess life sustains,
Or dismal Tartarus is doom'd to keep,
Widely extended, or the sounding deep ;
For thee all Nature's various realms obey,
Who rul'st alone, with universal sway.
Come, blessed pow'r, regard these mystic fires,
And far avert unlawful mad desires.