Plain text of Book 6, Hymn 52
Slaying the evil ones, the sun mounts upward in the front of heaven, seen of all, destroying things unseen.
2 The kine had settled in their pen, wild animals had sought their lairs; the wavelets of the brooks had passed away, and were beheld no more.
3 I have brought the famous plant, life-giving, and itself inspired, the medicine that heals all: may it suppress my hidden foes.