Like splendour-winged moths about a taper,
Round the red west when the sun dies in it;"
[A mysterious phrase for solo viola, above trumpets, trombones,and tuba pianissimo, with harp arpeggios.]
(C)
"And old Silenus, shaking a green stick
Of lilies, and the wood-gods in a crew
Came, blithe, as in the olive copses thick
Cicadæ are, drunk with the noonday dew:
And Dryope and Faunus followed quick,