| The Spirit sings: | SABRINA fair | |
| Listen where thou art sitting | |
| Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave, | |
| In twisted braids of Lillies knitting | |
| The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair, | 5 |
| Listen for dear honour's sake, | |
| Goddess of the silver lake, | |
| Listen and save! | |
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| Listen and appear to us, | |
| In name of great Oceanus, | 10 |
| By the earth-shaking Neptune's mace, | |
| And Tethys grave majestick pace, | |
| By hoary Nereus wrincled look, | |
| And the Carpathian wisards hook, | |
| By scaly Tritons winding shell, | 15 |
| And old sooth-saying Glaucus spell, | |
| By Leucothea's lovely hands, | |
| And her son that rules the strands, | |
| By Thetis tinsel-slipper'd feet, | |
| And the Songs of Sirens sweet, | 20 |
| By dead Parthenope's dear tomb, | |
| And fair Ligea's golden comb, | |
| Wherwith she sits on diamond rocks | |
| Sleeking her soft alluring locks, | |
| By all the Nymphs that nightly dance | 25 |
| Upon thy streams with wily glance, | |
| Rise, rise, and heave thy rosie head | |
| From thy coral-pav'n bed, | |
| And bridle in thy headlong wave, | |
| Till thou our summons answered have. | 30 |
| Listen and save! | |
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| Sabrina replies: | By the rushy-fringèd bank, | |
| Where grows the Willow and the Osier dank, | |
| My sliding Chariot stayes, | |
| Thick set with Agat, and the azurn sheen | 35 |
| Of Turkis blew, and Emrauld green | |
| That in the channell strayes, | |
| Whilst from off the waters fleet | |
| Thus I set my printless feet | |
| O're the Cowslips Velvet head, | 40 |
| That bends not as I tread, | |
| Gentle swain at thy request | |
| I am here. | |
