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A Pastorall of Phillis and Coridon.
On a hill there growes a flower,
faire befall the dainty sweete:
By that flower there is a Bower,
where the heauenly Muses meete.
faire befall the dainty sweete:
By that flower there is a Bower,
where the heauenly Muses meete.
In that Bower there is a chaire,
frindged all about with gold:
Where dooth sit the fairest faire,
that euer eye did yet behold.
frindged all about with gold:
Where dooth sit the fairest faire,
that euer eye did yet behold.
It is Phillis faire and bright,
shee that is the Sheepheards ioy:
Shee that Uenus did despight,
and did blind her little boy.
shee that is the Sheepheards ioy:
Shee that Uenus did despight,
and did blind her little boy.
This is she, the wise, the rich,
that the world desires to see:
This is ipsa quæ the which,
there is none but onely shee.
that the world desires to see:
This is ipsa quæ the which,
there is none but onely shee.
Who would not this face admire?
who would not this Saint adore?
Who would not this sight desire,
though he thought to see no more?
who would not this Saint adore?
though he thought to see no more?
Oh faire eyes, yet let me see,
one good looke, and I am gone:
Looke on me, for I am hee,
thy poore silly Coridon.
one good looke, and I am gone:
Looke on me, for I am hee,
thy poore silly Coridon.
Thou that art the Sheepheards Queene,
looke vpon thy silly Swaine:
By thy comfort haue beene seene
dead men brought to life againe.
looke vpon thy silly Swaine:
By thy comfort haue beene seene
dead men brought to life againe.
FINIS.
N. Breton.
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