The fauns and satyrs tripping
With lively nymphs of fresh cool brooks and fountains
And those of woods and mountains,
Like roes came nimbly skipping,
By signs their mirth unripping,
My fair Queen they presented
In Peace's arms with Amaltheas twenty,
Brimful of wealthy plenty;
And still to give frequented,
With bare gifts not contented.
The demi-gods pray to the gods supernal
Her life, her wealth, her fame may be eternal.
Then sang the shepherds and nymphs of Diana:
Long live fair Oriana.

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