"While I, deceived by Nisa's treach'rous love,
"Must still lament, and in my dying hour
"To all the gods appeal, altho' no gain,
"As yet, has from their witness, come to me.
"O flute, with me sing songs of Arcady!
"The pine-grown mount, Arcadian Mœnalus
"Listens to shepherds' loves, echoes their lays
"And Pan's, who first piped on the vocal reeds,
"Nisa is given to Mopsus, what may we
"Hope for, as lovers? Noble steeds may now
"Be yoked with griffins fierce; in times to come
"The timid does with dogs will learn to drink.
"Mopsus, make torches for thy coming wife,
"Scatter the nuts, oh bridegroom, for thy sake
"The evening star is rising from the hill—
"O flute, with me sing songs of Arcady!
"O thou, who wedded to a worthy mate
"Despising all the rest, dost scorn my pipe
"And all my flock of she-goats, and dost hate
"My shaggy beard and eyebrows, nor dost own
"That the gods care, for hopes of mortal men.
"O flute, with me sing songs of Arcady!
"When, thou, a child, didst in our orchard stray
"And with thy mother, gather'dst dewy fruit
"I was your guide, and hardly had began
"The twelfth year of my age, but could just bend
"The slender boughs to earth, then saw I thee
"Then was I lost, by fatal error borne!
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