Lyrics: Anonymus
Music: John Ernest Galliard
PAN
How Insolently Coy! am I to be despis’d?
Perhaps I was too pressing:
But whither shall I turn?
Shall I pursue her?
No – ‘tis resolv’d –
I’ll wait for her return.
I heard her say, the Nymphs were summon’d here,
And with them will my Sylvans join;
O Syrinx! Then again I’ll tempt my fate:
But see, the Sporting Train advance.