The Works in Verse and Prose of Nicholas Breton For the First Time Collected and Edited: With Memorial-Introduction, Notes and Illustrations, Glossarial Index, Facsimilies, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart. In Two Volumes |
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 | The Works in Verse and Prose of Nicholas Breton |  |
Past. 2.
Siluan Muses can yee sing,Of the beautie of the spring?
Haue yee seene on earth that Sunne,
That a heauenly course hath runne?
Haue yee liu'd to see those eyes?
Where the pride of beautie lies,
Haue yee heard that heauenly voice,
That may make loues heart reioyce?
Haue yee seene Aglaia, shee
Whome the world may ioy to see.
If yee haue not seene all these?
Then yee doe but labour leese,
While yee tune your pipes to play,
But an idle Roundelay.
And in sad discomfort's denne:
Euerie one goe bite her penne:
That shee cannot reach the skill,
How to clime that blesséd hill.
Where Aglaiae's prayses dwell
Whose exceedings doe excell,
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Shee is that faire Shepheardesse,
To whome fairest flockes a fielde,
Doe their seruice duely yeelde:
On whome neuer Muse hath gazéd,
But in musing is amazéd;
Where the honour is to much,
For their highest thoughtes to touch.
This confesse, and get yee gone,
To your places euery one.
And in silence onely speake
When yee find your speech to weake.
Blesséd be Aglaia yet,
Though the Muses die for it.
Come abroad you blesséd Muses,
Yee that Pallas chiefly choses,
When shee would commend a creature,
In the honour of loues nature.
For the sweet Aglaia faire,
All to sweeten all the ayre:
Is abroad this blesséd day,
Haste yee therefore, come away:
And to kill Loue's Maladies,
Meete her with your Melodies.
Flora hath bin all about,
And hath brought her wardrope out;
With her fairest sweetest flowers,
All to trimme vp all your Bowers.
Bid the Shepheards and their Swaynes
See the beautie of their plaines.
And commaund them with their flockes
To doe reuerence on the rockes.
Where they may so happie be
As her shadowe but to see.
Bidde the Birdes in euery bush,
Not a bird to be at hush:
But to sit, chirip, and sing,
To the beautie of the spring,
Call the siluan Nimphes together,
Bid them bring their musickes hither,
Trees, their barky silence breake,
Cracke yet though they cannot speake.
Bid the purest whitest Swanne,
Of her feathers make her fanne:
Let the Hound the Hare goe chase,
Lambes and Rabbets runne at bace.
Flies be dauncing in the Sunne:
While the Silke-wormes webbes are spunne.
Hange a fish on euerie hooke,
As shee goes along the brooke:
So with all your sweetest powers,
Entertaine her in your bowers.
Where her eare may ioy to heare,
How yee make your sweetest quire:
And in all your sweetest vaine,
Still Aglaia strike the straine.
But when shee her walke doth turne,
Then begin as fast to mourne:
All your flowers and Garlands wither,
Put vp all your pipes together:
Neuer strike a pleasing straine
Till shee come abrode againe.
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