Sir Henry Wotton (1567-1639) On a Bank as I sat a-fishing And now all nature seem'd in love; New juice did stir th' embracing vines, There stood my friend, with patient skill, Attending of his trembling quill. The showers were short, the weather mild, And now, though late, the modest rose Thomas Middleton (1570?-1627) Simplicity Happy times we live to see, From "The World tost at Tennis." Thomas Vauter Tuwhoo, tuwhit, tuwhit, tuwhoo-o-o Sweet Suffolk owl, so trimly dight Thy note, that forth so freely rolls, From "Songs of Divers Airs and Natures." Ist Nymph. Ben Jonson (1575-1637) Hymn to Pan Of Pan we sing, the best of singers, Pan, That taught us swains how first to tune our lays, And on the pipe more airs than Phœbus can. Chorus. Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his praise. 2nd Nymph. Of Pan we sing, the best of leaders, Pan, That leads the Naiads and the Dryads forth; And to their dances more than Hermes can. Chorus. Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his worth. 3rd Nymph. Of Pan we sing, the best of hunters, Pan, That drives the hart to seek unusèd ways, And in the chase more than Silvanus can. Chorus. Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his praise. 2nd Nymph. Of Pan we sing, the best of shepherds, Pan, That keeps our flocks and us, and both leads forth To better pastures than great Pales can. Chorus. Hear, O you groves, and hills resound his worth ; Hymn to Diana Queen and Huntress, Chaste and Fair, State in wonted manner keep: Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever : From "Cynthia's Revels." |