Acis and Galatea, HWV 49a, Act I: Ye Verdant Plains (Galatea)
John Gay, Ovid, George Frideric Handel
Ye verdant plains and woody mountains,
Purling streams and bubbling fountains,
Ye painted glories of the field,
Vain are the pleasures which ye yield
Too thin the shadow of the grove,
Too faint the gales, to cool my love.