| WHO is Silvia? What is she? | |
| That all our swains commend her? | |
| Holy, fair, and wise is she; | |
| The heaven such grace did lend her, | |
| That she might admirèd be. | 5 |
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| Is she kind as she is fair? | |
| For beauty lives with kindness: | |
| Love doth to her eyes repair, | |
| To help him of his blindness; | |
| And, being help'd, inhabits there. | 10 |
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| Then to Silvia let us sing, | |
| That Silvia is excelling; | |
| She excels each mortal thing | |
| Upon the dull earth dwelling: | |
| To her let us garlands bring. | 15 |
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