[II. Flourish ye hillockes]
Flourish ye hillockes set with fragrant flowers
Flourish ye hillockes set with fragrant flowers,
So graced with her deity, whose eyes bedew you with their pearled
showers, whose eyes bedew you with their pearled showers bewayling loues impiety.
Happy yee are, be prodigall disposed, disdaine not loues lamenting,
Let me, but kisse those steps, those steps where she reposed, to ease my
harts tormenting, to ease my harts tormenting, then while she flyes me,
here I lye and languish, sounding my sorrowes, sorrowes,
tun'd in notes of anguish. tun'd in notes, tun'd in notes, of anguish.
