Moon and Sun, Pt. 2: North's Son

Go, look at the moon And inspect the sun! Now they are in the sky Right in their old places Hail, moon, for gleeming Fair one for showing your face Dear sun for dawning And daylight for coming up! Dear moon, you're out from the rock Fair day from the cliff You've risen as a golden cuckoo As a silver dove Up to where you used to live Fare well now upon Your way, upon your journey Sweetly end your curve beautifully Come at evening into joy!