[II. Sweetly pleasing singest thou, lovely sheperdis]
Sweetly pleasing singest thou, louely sheperdis, like a
Cordiall pearsing, Thou bringest yu bringest a world of blisse,
Stretch foorth thy nimble ioynts & finely foote it, For yu shalt weare ye garland,
& daūce before vs, whilst yt the bagpipe toot it:
Strew Roses, Violets, Lillis, Cowslips & Daffadillis, What
meanes my loue, thus to chāge, with hir hands wringing,
Help alas shee faints, for verie grief she soundeth, the more she
morneth, the more my care aboundeth, For verie griefe she soundeth,
The more shee morneth, the more my care aboundeth
