O Celeste!
I could drown in those cerulean eyes.
Quam serenus! and filled with sparkling light.
Like fallen stars, they draw out heartfelt sighs,
As they blaze with brilliance in the night.
O sweet hyacinth!
You are ambrosia to a heavy heart.
Quam castus! that I would dare not defile.
Thou very sight makes my demons depart,
And that pure voice eases many a trial.
O golden sprite!
Your words and actions thaw my icy core.
Quam laetus! and overwhelmingly so.
Your moving cheer I can't but help adore,
Set alight, my own heart begins to flow.
(Quick translation of the Latin: Quam serenus: how serene? Quam castus: how pure? Quam laetus: how cheerful?)
