William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.
Hymn to PanBen Jonson (1572–1637)
1 Nymph.Of Pan we sing, the best of singers, Pan,
That taught us swains how first to tune out lays,
And on the pipe more airs than Phœbus can.
Chorus.Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his praise.
That leads the Naiads and the Dryads forth;
And to their dances more than Hermes can.
Chorus.Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his worth.
That drives the hart to seek unusèd ways,
And in the chase more than Silvanus can.
Chorus.Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his praise.
That keeps our flocks and us, and both leads forth
To better pastures than great Pales can.
Chorus.Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his worth.
And while his powers and praises thus we sing,
The valleys let rebound and all the rivers ring.