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I / Here where a tree and its wild liana, / Leaning over the streamlet, grow, / Once a nymph, like the moon'd Diana, / Sat in the ages long ago.
Sat with a mortal with whom she had mated, / Sat and laughed with a mortal youth, / Ere he of the forest, the god who hated, / Saw and changed to a form uncouth.