| Satyros (original) | Satyros (translation) |
|---|---|
| Satyros hoc excitat | This stirs the satyrs from their lairs, |
| Et Dryadum choreas | And sets dryads weaving fresh-dawn circles, |
| Redivivis incitat | Summons revenant desires from ash and mire, |
| Hoc ignibus Napeas | Kindles the nymphs of the glens into blue-burning fire, |
| Hoc Cupido concitus | It urges wild Cupid, wind-footed, untamed, |
| Hoc amor innovatur | It quickens the slumbering veins of old love, |
| Hoc ego sollicitus | It haunts me—restless, shadow-claimed, |
| Hoc mihi me furatur | It steals my very self, as a silent thief above. |
| Si quis amans per amare | If ever a man, through loving, |
| Mereri posset amari | Might prove himself worthy of being so cherished, |
| Posset Amor michi velle | Could Love itself for me be wishing, |
| Mederi dando beari | To heal by blessing, and with giving, banish all that’s perished |
