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All ye woods, and trees, and bowers,
All ye virtues and ye powers
That inhabit in the lakes,
In the pleasant springs or breaks,
Move your feet
To our sound,
Whilst we greet
All this ground
With his honour and his name
That defends our flock from blame.
He is great and he is just;
He is ever good and must
Thus be honour’d. Daffodillies,
Roses, pinks, and lovèd lilies,
Let us fling,
Whilst we sing.
Ever holy,
Ever holy,
Ever honour’d, ever young!
Thus great Pan is ever sung!
The Faithful Shepherdess
Act V, Scene V
