Faune nympharum fungientum amator
Ecce chorus virginumtempore vernalidum soli incendiumradios æqualiIn hæc valle floridafloreus flagratusinter septa lilialocus purpuratus
Sueriat lenis arundorisNarrat fabulæ luex oritur:
In fortune soliosederam elatusprosperitatis varioflore coronatusQuiequid enim floruiFelix et Beatusnunc a summa corruigloria privatus
O Faun, lover of fleeing nymphs
Behold the dancing maidensin the springtimeas the fire in the sun radiatesin days equal to the nightin this florid valleyon fire with flowersamid enclosures of liliesa crimson place
He blows gently over his pan pipeHe tells of a tale yielding light thus:
On Fortune's throneI used to sit raised upcrowned withthe multi-coloured flowers of prosperityThough I may have flourishedhappy and blessednow I fall from the peakdeprived of glory.