The Golden Aphroditis A pleasant discourse, penned by John Grange ... Whereunto be annexed by the same Authour asvvell certayne Metres upon sundry poyntes, as also divers Pamphlets in prose, which he entituleth His Garden: pleasant to the eare, and delightful to the Reader, if he abuse not the scente of the floures |
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Thus beginneth their song.
FUnfolde your courtesie oh amorous dame,
Ioyne leagues of amity my deare by name.
G
Unlace your loyalty, breake vp your loue,
For so fidelity it doth behoue.
F
I can though I vaunt not,
G
So I though I graunt not,
May yeelde thy request.
F
Dan Cupid constrayneth.
G
So Venus refrayneth
No tyme for to ieste.
F
I ieste not,
G
I weste not,
Then it for to trie
I vowe this my harte within that doth lie,
Thine owne vndefiled and euer to be.
G
Soone heate, soone colde I see,
Soone withered what redresse?
F
This counsell giue I thee,
Suth like for like professe.
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