Melo and Satyra to the Muses these--
The tuneful race of Antigenides,
To the Pimpleian Muses, whom of late
Duteous they served, these offerings dedicate.
Melo this flute, whose notes in silver chase
Her swift lips follow'd, and this box-wood case,
And amorous Satyra, this vocal reed,
Oft by her tuneful breath, with wanton heed,
Waken'd to song, while Comus' revellers round
Clapp'd loud their hands, responsive to the sound,
From festive eve, until the first faint ray
Broke through the portals of rejoicing day.