Пёрселл Генри - Hark! each Tree its silence breaks - текст песни (слова)

Hark! hark! each Tree its silence breaks;
 the Box and Firr to talk begin;
 Hark! this in the sprightly Violin,
 That in the Flute distinctly speaks;
 This in the Sprightly Violin distinctly speaks;
 'Twas Sympathy their list'ning Brethren drew;
 when to the Thracian Lyre with leafy wings they flew.