The Echo, Song C

Hark! Echo! sweet Echo repeats the loud strain, The shouting and hooting of chaste Dian's train; Aurora smiles sweetly, and comes on apace, The hounds and the horn call us forth to the chace. Blind Cupid is banish'd from these happy fields, His quiver to Dian the wanton now yields; She blunts all his arrows, his power destroys, While the virgins all follow her innocent joys.