Excerpt from Satyrs and Sunlight Blow my pipes, the glad birds sing, The fat young nymphs about me spring, The sweaty centaur leaps the trees And bites his dryad's splendid knees The sky, the water, and the earth Repeat aloud our noisy mirth Anon, tight-bellied bacchanals, With ivy from the vineyard walls, Lead out and crown with shining glass The wine's red baby on the grass. I blow my pipes, the glad birds sing, The fat young nymphs about me spring, I am the lord. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.