APOLLO

Which of the fairest three
Today will ride with me?
My steeds are all pawing on the thresholds of Morn:
Which of the fairest three
Today will ride with me?
Across the gold Autumn’s whole kingdoms of corn?
THE GRACES all answer
I will, I –I – I –
O young Apollo let me fly along with thee,
I will, I –I – I –
The many, many wonders see –
I – I –I – I –
And thy lyre shall never have a slackened string.
I – I –I – I –
Thro’ the whole day will sing.
-John Keats