SONG.
[First shall the Bee abhor the smell]
1
First shall the Bee abhor the smell
Of Hybla's fragrant boure,
And sease her thigh with balme to swell?
Suckt from each spicy flower.
2
First shall the chastest turtle dove
Forget to bill, and fly
From her owne mate, and emblem prove
of loath'd inconstancy.
3
First Pan shall make a loving league
betwixt the wolfes, and sheep
First shall the hen her broode bequeath
unto the Kite to keepe.
4
First shall the huge Leviathan
abide i'th sea no more,
But come to sport with active man
upon the parched shore.
5
First shall the Lyon weary be.
of solitary woods,
And skip into the frighted sea
to wanton in the flouds.
6
First North with South its place shall change
Orient with West shake hand,
First steadfast earth shall move, and range
and ayre fixed stand.
7
First spangled heaven below shall ly
and sable hell above,
Ere unto my Flaminius I
false or unconstant prove.
8
First shall my ashes passe the fire
and cloyster'd ly in urne,
Ere my affections expire
or loves flame cease to burne.
9
Love with my body shall not end
that ne're shall faile, or fade,
But shall upon my soule attend
into the Sacred shade.
