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[In this greene Meade mine Eies what doe you see]
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this greene Meade mine Eies what doe you see,
The Bagpipe of my Nymph so passing faire?
Vnlesse my senses Dreame, so should it be,
For Sure this is the Oke, wherewith despaire
She lean'd vnto, and heere the grasse yet lies,
And field, that she did water with her eies.
The Bagpipe of my Nymph so passing faire?
Vnlesse my senses Dreame, so should it be,
For Sure this is the Oke, wherewith despaire
She lean'd vnto, and heere the grasse yet lies,
And field, that she did water with her eies.
What doubt I then? mine Eies see it so plaine:
For Sure I knowe, this is the very Meade,
And tree that did her tender lims sustaine:
This is the Bagpipe, which my Nymph did treade
Vpon: This is the Oke, the happy beame,
Whereto she lean'd, I knowe this is no Dreame.
For Sure I knowe, this is the very Meade,
And tree that did her tender lims sustaine:
This is the Bagpipe, which my Nymph did treade
Vpon: This is the Oke, the happy beame,
Whereto she lean'd, I knowe this is no Dreame.
But if I Dreame, that thinking with mine Eies
All this I see, and all doth prooue but nought:
And if this Oke in dreame I doe surmise,
And see this Meade, but onely in my thought,
Where my faire Nymph did print her goodly feete:
O Sure it were a dreame to me most sweete.
All this I see, and all doth prooue but nought:
And if this Oke in dreame I doe surmise,
And see this Meade, but onely in my thought,
Where my faire Nymph did print her goodly feete:
O Sure it were a dreame to me most sweete.
Ioue thee I pray, if this I doe but feare,
And if my Dreame doth fall out Sure or no?
By all the loue to Nymphes, that thou didst beare,
Open mine Eies the trueth that I may knowe:
Helpe me to pray him greene and flowrie Meade,
Helpe me to pray him, Oke with branchie heade.
And if my Dreame doth fall out Sure or no?
By all the loue to Nymphes, that thou didst beare,
Open mine Eies the trueth that I may knowe:
Helpe me to pray him greene and flowrie Meade,
Helpe me to pray him, Oke with branchie heade.
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What hath deseru'd this faire and stately Oke,
Why that should not be Sure, which I doe see?
What hainous fault could this fine Meade prouoke,
Why things in deede should seeme but Dreames to mee?
Vnto mine Eies what is befallen of late,
Why that they should not see my Nymphes estate?
Why that should not be Sure, which I doe see?
What hainous fault could this fine Meade prouoke,
Why things in deede should seeme but Dreames to mee?
Vnto mine Eies what is befallen of late,
Why that they should not see my Nymphes estate?
This Bagpipe of my Nymph I will deuise,
To hang it heere (faire Oke) to honour thee:
A woorthy Trophee, though before mine Eies
Lying disgrac't for teares they cannot see,
If it be Sure, or if I dreame in vaine,
(Spoil'd in this Meade with parching sunne and raine)
To hang it heere (faire Oke) to honour thee:
A woorthy Trophee, though before mine Eies
Lying disgrac't for teares they cannot see,
If it be Sure, or if I dreame in vaine,
(Spoil'd in this Meade with parching sunne and raine)
That gracious Nymph that gaue my hart the stroke
In this greene Meade, I sawe (a heauenly prize)
And (if I dreame not) leaning to that Oke;
Nay, Sure, I did behold her with mine Eies:
O that she had but seene me then againe,
Or that I had but seene or dream'd in vaine.
In this greene Meade, I sawe (a heauenly prize)
And (if I dreame not) leaning to that Oke;
Nay, Sure, I did behold her with mine Eies:
O that she had but seene me then againe,
Or that I had but seene or dream'd in vaine.
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