On the soft and gentle Motions of Eudora.
Strike, Strike sweet Licoris
Strike, Strike sweet Licoris, strike th'harmonious Lute; but with a stroke so
gentle as may sute the silent glyding of the Hours, or the yet calmer growth of Flow'rs, th'ascending
or the falling dew, which none can see, yet all find true. For thus alone can be shown how downy,
how smooth
Eudora doth move. How Ev'n her Actions appear: the Air of her Face of a gentler
grace than these that do stroke the Ear: Her address so sweet, so becoming meet, that 'tis not the
Loud, though Melodious string, can shew forth so soft, so noysless a thing. This, O this to express
from thy Hand must fall than Musicks self something more Musicall.
