And when within thy long-loved woods
Didst lay thee down to die, no less
Thy happiness stood by to bless.
APOLLO
I
All the Lydian notes revealing,
Son of Leto, oh, come stealing
As the wind Thessalian rivers
And when within thy long-loved woods
Didst lay thee down to die, no less
Thy happiness stood by to bless.
I
All the Lydian notes revealing,
Son of Leto, oh, come stealing
As the wind Thessalian rivers