Lover.  Echo! mysterious nymph, declare
    Of what you ’re made, and what you are.
Echo.                    Air!
Lover.  Mid airy cliffs and places high,
    Sweet Echo! listening love, you lie.
Echo.                    You lie!
Lover.  Thou dost resuscitate dead sounds,—
    Hark! how my voice revives, resounds!
Echo...