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  I will bring you where she sits,
  Clad in splendor as befits
     Her deity.
  Such a rural Queen
  All Arcadia hath not seen.

3. SONG.

NYmphs and Shepherds dance no more
By sandy Ladons Lillied banks.
On old Lycæus or Cyllene hoar,
  Trip no more in twilight ranks,
Though Erymanth your loss deplore,
  A better soyl shall give ye thanks.
From the stony Mænalus,
Bring your Flocks, and live with us,
Here ye shall have greater grace,
To serve the Lady of this place.
  Though Syrinx your Pans Mistres were,
  Yet Syrinx well might wait on her.
    Such a rural Queen
   All Arcadia hath not seen.

Lycidas.