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Thus lullaby my youth, mine eyes,
My will, my ware, and all that was : I can no more delays devise ;
But welcome pain, let pleasure pass. With lullaby now take your leave, With lullaby your dreams deceive, And when you rise with waking eye, Remember then this lullaby.
A PASTORAL OF PHILLIS AND CORYDON.
N a hill there grows a flower,
Fair befall the dainty sweet ;
Where the heavenly Muses meet.
In that bower there is a chair,
Fringed all about with gold ;
That ever eye did yet behold.
It is Phillis fair and bright,
She that is the shepherd's joy ;
And did blind her little boy.
This is she, the wise, the rich,
That the world desires to see ;
There is none but only she.
Who would not this face admire ?
Who would not this saint adore ?
Though he thought to see no more?
Oh fair eyes, yet let me see,
One good look, and I am gone;
Thy poor silly Corydon.
Thou that art the shepherd's queen,
Look upon thy silly swain ;
Dead men brought to life again.
CORYDON'S SUPPLICATION TO PHILLIS.
WEET Phillis, if a silly swain,
May sue to thee for grace;
With looking on thy face.
Upon my flock and me;
But all do follow thee.
And if I have so far presum'd,
With prying in thine eyes;
That in thy pity lies.
That Fortune favour gives;
That in thy favour lives. The deer do browse upon the brier,
The birds do pick the cherries; And will not Beauty grant Desire
One handful of her berries ? If it be so that thou hast sworn
That none shall look on thee; Yet let me know thou dost not scorn
To cast a look on me. But if thy beauty make thee proud,
Think then what is ordain'd ; The heavens have never yet allow'd
That Love should be disdain'd. Then lest the fates that favour Love,
Should curse thee for unkind; Let me report for thy behoof,
The honour of thy mind ; Let Corydon with full consent,
Set down what he hath seen ; That Phillida with Love's content,
Is sworn the Shepherd's Queen.
N time of yore when shepherds dwelt
Upon the mountain rocks ;
The pain of lovers' mocks ;
'Twixt Susan and her sweeting ;
Did sing at lovers' meeting ;
Where shepherds did assemble ;
When hearts could not dissemble.
Then yea and nay was thought an oath
That was not to be doubted;
We were not to be flouted.
Of butter, cheese, and milk;
Nor of the golden silk.