Anglo Saxon Riddle on Moon and Sun

I saw a creature sally with booty,between its horns bearing treasure amazing. `Twas a bright cup of the air,a brave,a pipkin-thing adorned with delicate,darting rays.This plunder gay for a bower it would take spoil of the air,to it`s palace dim,And ,cunning,would build a room of its own in heaven.Over the wall an arrogant being sprang up,though common to all men`s sight is he.He snatched the booty,drove the other home,wisp of a pilgrim:and westwards itself the cruel creatrure went careeing on.Dust blew up.Dew came down.The night followed after.But never a man knew where the wandering thing had gone. translated by Gavin Bone The Poet`s World  edited by James Reeves Heinemann Books  1961 edition

: Mrs A Laws B.A.Lib