A New Light Doth Shine

At whose blest sound divine
My soul that in forgetfulness hath lain
      With a new light doth shine
And unto memory plain
      Of its first splendid origin attain.

Up through the fields of air
It wings, till in the highest sphere it dwells
      And a new music there
It hears, music that wells
      Undying, and all other kinds excels.

~Luis de León (English version by Anonymous - Original Language Spanish)