Calm was the even, and clear was the sky,
 And the new budding flowers did spring,
 When all alone went Amyntas and I
 To hear the sweet nightingale sing;
 I sate, and he laid him down by me;
 But scarcely his breath he could draw;
 For when with a fear, he began to draw near,
 He was dash'd with A ha ha ha ha!

 He blush'd to himself, and lay still for a while,
 And his modesty curb'd his desire;
 But straight I convinc'd all his fear with a smile,
 Which added new flames to his fire.
 O Silvia, said he, you are cruel,
 To keep your poor lover in awe;
 Then once more he press'd with his hand to my breast,
 But was dash'd with A ha ha ha ha!

 I knew 'twas his passion that caus'd all his fear;
 And therefore I pitied his case:
 I whisper'd him softly, there's nobody near,
 And laid my cheek close to his face:
 But as he grew bolder and bolder,
 A shepherd came by us and saw;
 And just as our bliss we began with a kiss,
 He laugh'd out with A ha ha ha ha!