Who is Sylvia? What is she
That all our swains commend her?
Lovely, fair, and wise is she
The hymn such grace did lend her
That adored she might be
That adored she might be
Is she kind as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness
To her eyes love does repair
To help him of his blindness
And being helped, inhabits them
And being helped, inhabits them
To lovely Sylvia, oh, let us garlands bring
For Sylvia excels each mortal thing
For lovely Sylvia excels all things