Another Of The Same Nature Made Since.
Come live with me and be my dear
And we will revel all the year,
In plains and groves, on hills and dales
Where fragrant air breathes sweetest
gales.
There shall you have the beauteous pine,
The cedar and the spreading vine;
And all the woods shall be a screen
Lest Phoebus kiss my summer’s
queen.
The seat for your disport shall be
Over some river in a tree
Where silver sands and pebbles sing
Eternal ditties with the spring.
There shall you see the nymphs at play
And how the satyrs spend the day;
The fishes gliding on the sands
Offering their bellies to your
hands.
The birds with heavenly tuned throats
Possess woods’ echoes with
sweetest notes
Which to your senses will impart
A music to inflame the heart.
Upon the bare and leafless oak
The ringdoves’ wooings will
provoke
A colder blood that you possess
To play with me and do no less.
In bowers of laurel trimly dight
We will outwear the silent night
While flora busy is to spread
Her richest treasure on our bed.
Ten thousand glow worms all attend
And all their sparkling lights shall
spend
All to adorn and beautify
Your lodging with most maiesty.
Then in my arms will I enclose
Lily’s fair mixture with the rose,
Whose nice perfection in love’s play
Shall tune me to the highest key.
Thus as we pass the welcome night
In sportful pleasures and delight,
The nimble fairies on the grounds
Shall dance and sing melodious
sounds.
If these may serve for to entice
Your presence in Love’s paradise,
Then come with me and be my dear
And we will straight begin the year.
Ignoto
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