[VI. God morrow, faire Ladies, of the May]
God morrow, faire Ladies, of the May, wher is my cruell?
God morrow, faire Ladies, of the May, wher is my cruell?
God morrow faire ladies of the May, say, wher is my swet swet
cruell, faire Cloris my sweet cruell? See loe wher she comes a Queene, a Queene, shee
comes, all in greene, all in greene araying, in gaudie greene araying. How gaily goes my
Iewell? Was neuer such a Maying, was neuer such a May, such a Maying, since May delights
first decaying, since Mayes first decaying? How gayly goes my Iewell? Was neuer
such a Maying, was neuer such a May, such a Maying, since May delights first decaying,
since May first decaying: So was my Cloris sheen, brought home for ye May Queene.
