Nature framed thee sure for loving,
Thus adorned with ev'ry grace;
Venus' self thy form approving
Looks with pleasure on thy face.

Happy nymph who shall enclose thee
Circled in her yielding arms!
Should bright Helen once behold thee
She'd surrender all her charms.

Fairest nymph, all nymphs transcending
That the Sun himself has seen;
Were she for the crown contending
Thou would'st own her beauty's queen.

Gentle shepherd if my pleading
can from thee the prize obtain,
Love himself thy conquest aiding,
Thou that matchless fair shall gain.