254 ECHOES. 



Saxa pareis formas verborum ex ordine reddant, 

 Palanteis comites quom monteis inter opacos 

 Quserimus, et magna disperses voce ciemus. 

 Sex etiam, aut septem loca vidi reddere voces 

 Unam quomjaceres: ita colles collibus ipsis 

 Verba repulsantes iterabant dicta referre. 

 Haec loca capripedes Satyros, Nymphasque tenere 

 Finitimi fingunt, et Faunos esse loquuntur; 

 Quorum noctivago strepitu, ludoque jocanti 

 Adfirmant volgo taciturna silentia rumpi, 

 Chordarumque sonos fieri, dulceisque querelas, 

 Tibia quas fundit digitis pulsata canentum ; 

 Et genus agricolum late sentiscere, quom Pan 

 Pinea semiferi capitis velamina quassans, ^ 

 Unco saepe labro calamos percurrit hianteis, 

 Fistula silvestrem ne cesset fundere musam." 



LUCRETIUS, lib. iv. 1. 576. 



This shows thee why, whilst men, through caves and groves, 



Call their lost friends, or mourn unhappy loves, 



The pitying rocks, the groaning caves return 



Their sad complaints again, and seem to mourn : 



This all observe, and I myself have known 



Both rocks and hills return six words for one : 



The dancing words from hill to hill rebound, 



They all receive, and all restore the sound : 



The vulgar and the neighbours think, and tell, 



That there the Nymphs and Fauns, and Satyrs dwell : 



And that their wanton sport, their loud delight, 



Breaks through the quiet silence of the night : 



Their music's softest airs fill all the plains, 



And mighty Pan delights the list'ning swains : 



The goat-faced Pan, whose flocks securely feed; 



With long-hung lip he blows his oaken reed: 



The horned, the half-beast god, when brisk and gay, 



With pine-leaves crowned, provokes the swains to play. 



