HE line of Atreus will I sing; To Cadmus will I tune the string: But, as from string to string I move, My lute will only sound of Love.4
The cords I change through every screw, And model the whole lute anew. Once more, in song, my voice I raise, And, Hercules, thy toils I praise: 8My lute does still my voice deny, And in the tones of love reply.
Ye heroes then, at once farewel: Loves only echo from my shell. 12
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