 | Silenus |  |
Silenus, wretched on the morrow morn,
Wended his way where sank his hunted nymph
Beneath the water she in life had loved;
Half soothed he thought to clasp those wailing leaves,
All that remained now of his flattering dream.
Wended his way where sank his hunted nymph
Beneath the water she in life had loved;
Half soothed he thought to clasp those wailing leaves,
All that remained now of his flattering dream.
| Silenus | |