HE. Cast, my love, thine eyes around, See the sportive lamkins play, Nature daily decks the ground, All in honour of the May. Like the sparrow and the dove, Listen to the voice of love.
SHE. Damon, thou hast found me long, List'ning to thy foolish tale, And thy soft persuasive tongue Often held me in the dale, Take. Oh! Damon, while I live, All which virtue ought to give.
ΗΕ. Not the verdure of the grove, Nor the garden's fairest flow'r, Nor the meads where lovers rove, Tempted by the vernal hour, Can delight thy Damon's eye If Florella is not by.
SHE. Not the water's gentle fall, By the banks with poplar's crown'd, Not the feather'd songsters all, Nor the flute's melodious sound, Can delight Florella's ear, If her Damon is not near.
BOTH. Let us love and let us live Like the cheerful sea and gay; Banish care and let us give Tribute to the fragrant May: Like the sparrow and the dove, Listen to the voice of love.
