By a dismal cypress lying, br Damon cried, all pale and dying, br Kind is death that ends my pain, br But cruel she I lov'd in vain. br The mossy fountains br Murmur my trouble, br And hollow mountains br My groans redouble: br Ev'ry nymph mourns me, br Thus while I languish; br She only scorns me, br Who caus'd my anguish. br No love returning me, but all hope denying; br By a dismal cypress lying, br Like a swan, so sung he dying: br Kind is death that ends my pain, br But cruel she I lov'd in vain.