Lord Jason held up the great fleece in his arms. The shimmering wool threw a fiery glow on his fair cheeks and forehead; and he rejoiced in it, glad as a girl who catches on her silken gown the lovely light of the full moon as it climbs the sky and looks into her attic room.
ὑψόθεν ἐξανέχουσαν ὑπωροφίου θαλάμοιο
λεπταλέῳ ἑανῷ ὑποΐσχεται· ἐν δέ οἱ ἦτορ
χαίρει δερκομένης καλὸν σέλας· ὧς τότ᾽ Ἰήσων
γηθόσυνος μέγα κῶας ἑαῖς ἐναείρατο χερσίν·
καί οἱ ἐπὶ ξανθῇσι παρηίσιν ἠδὲ μετώπῳ
μαρμαρυγῇ ληνέων φλογὶ εἴκελον ἷζεν ἔρευθος.
Original text (Ancient Greek)