Song. Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting In twisted braids of lilies knitting Listen for dear honour's sake, Listen, and save. Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks, Listen, and save. [SABRINA rises, attended by water-nymphs, and sings.] By the rushy-fringed bank, My sliding chariot stays, green, Thus I set my printless feet That bends not as I tread ; Gentle swain, at thy request I am here. We implore thy powerful hand To undo the charmed band Of true virgin here distressed, Through the force, and through the wile, SABRINA. Shepherd, 't is my office best my pure [SABRINA descends, and the Lady rises out of her seat.] |