(英文歌词) Who is Sylvia? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair and wise is she; The heavens such grace did lend her, That adored she might be.
Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness. To her eyes doth love repair, To help him of his blindness, And being helped, inhabits there.
Then to Sylvia let us sing, That Sylvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling; To her garlands let us bring.