Glinting golden through the trees, br Apples of Hesperides! br Through the moon-pierced warp of night br Shoot pale shafts of yellow light, br Swaying to the kissing breeze br Swings the treasure, golden-gleaming, br Apples of Hesperides! br br Far and lofty yet they glimmer, br Apples of Hesperides! br Blinded by their radiant shimmer, br Pushing forward just for these; br Dew-besprinkled, bramble-marred, br Poor duped mortal, travel-scarred, br Always thinking soon to seize br And possess the golden-glistening br Apples of Hesperides! br br Orbed, and glittering, and pendent, br Apples of Hesperides! br Not one missing, still transcendent, br Clustering like a swarm of bees.