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Once more I pray thee be my Loue,
Come liue with mee, and thou shalt proue
All pleasures that a Poets vaine,
Can find on mould or in the mane.
Wilt thou vpon my Parnas walke,
And tread the Flowrs with leauie stalke,
Which bud on my biforked tops:
Bedew'd with sweet Cactalian drops.
On Thithorea wilt thou go,
Or Hyampens too and fro?
Or wilt thou with Pierid Nimphs,
Drinke of these euer-flowing Limphs,
From Hyppocrene which diuall,
Or springs of Aganippe wall?
Wilt thou repose thee in the shade,
Which Nature hath diuinely made?
Apolloes Laurell thou shalt see,
And louely Venus Myrtle tree,
Alcides Popler full of state,
The Palme which thriues in spight of hate.
Mineruaes Oliue, and the Mirr,
And of great Mars the warlike Firr:
Which Nature hath so well desposed,
And there withall such walks inclosed,
As for rich Tapestrie shall serue,
From beames thy beautie to preserue:
The Gilliflowrs and Roses sweet,
Shall stoope their tops beneath thy feet:
The Vlolet and Primrose faire,
The Marigold with yellow haire:
Both Moli and the Balme shall smell,
With Miriads more then I can tell:
The louely Herald of the Spring,
The Philomel to thee shall sing,
Both Larke and Maues shall abone.
Thy head their small recordars toone:
I'll make thee Garlands faire of Flowrs,
With Amadriads in their bowers,
With Myrtill boughs braue to behold,
And paint their leaues with spangs of gold,
Which I will checker all with frets
Of prettie pinks and Violets:
And when Apolloes Coach agaue
Giues way vnto Dianaes Wane:
Thy Poet on his pyping Reed,
Thy fansie with sweet Songs shall feed.
Thou shalt want no content of mind,
Saue wealth, which seldome Poets find:
If pouertie hath power to moue,
Come, come sweet heart, and be my Loue.