What a pathetic creature is man,

who wantonly seeks happiness with Pan…

Never to be delivered with outstretched hand,

why do you strive to join his clan?

Is it not debauchery you strive for, in this foreign land,

or have you just cast all hope into the sand? 

No joy in action or in maiden, fair or grand,

now that your life is less than a lyre… not even a strand.