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Idyllium VI.

[Pan for a neighb'ring Eccho was on Fire]

Pan for a neighb'ring Eccho was on Fire,
She for a Satyr, Lyda's his Desire.
Just as the God receiv'd the fiery Dart,
She for the Satyr hugg'd the pleasing Smart;
While Lyda reigns triumphant in his Heart.
Each one the Rivals equally despise,
While they're as hateful to the Lovers' Eyes.
Thus cruel Love, a sportive Tyrant reigns,
Plays with our Wounds, and glories in our Pains.
You who ne'er felt the Force of killing Eyes,
Learn by Example to be timely wise;
Nor rashly throw away your Hearts in vain,
Love where you're likely to be lov'd again.