After, in the celestial theatre

"After, in the celestial theatre, The horseman of the day is seen to spur To the refulgent Bull, in his brave hold Shaking for darts his rays of burning gold. The beauteous spectacle of stars—a crowd Of lovely dames, his tricks applaud aloud; They, to enjoy the splendour of the fight, Remain on heaven's high balcony of light. Then in strange metamorphosis, with spurs And crest of fire, red-throated Phoebus stirs, Like a proud cock amongst the hens divine Hatched out of Leda's egg, the Twins that shine, Hens of the heavenly field."