While on his own mount Cypariflus is feen,
And Daphne preserves her immutable green.
We'll hail Hyperion with transport so long,
Th' inventor, the patron, and fubject of fong.
While on the calm ocean the Halcyon fhall breed,
And Syrinx fhall figh with her musical reed,
While fairies, and fatyres, and fawns fhall approve
The mufic, the mirth, and the life of the grove,
So long fhall our Pan be than thee more divine,
For he shall be rifing when thou fhalt decline.
No more------To Pan and to his beauteous nymphs
I do adjudge the prize, as is most due.
Enter two Satyres, and crown MIDAS with
a pair of afs's ears
Such rural honours all the gods decree,
To those who fing like Pan, and judge like thee.