Casta Diva che inargenti
queste sacre antiche piante
a noi volgi il bel sembiante
senza nube e senza vel.
Tempra, o Diva,
tempra tu de’ cori ardenti
tempra ancor lo zelo audace
spargi in terra quella pace
che regnar tu fai nel ciel.
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