[XXII. Young Thirsis lay]
Young
Thirsis lay, In Phillis lap and gazing on
Young
Thirsis lay, In Phillis lap and gazing on, And her eye, steem'd
life too meane to meane for such good hap, And faine the boye would dye, when
Phillis who the force did proue of loue as wel as he, Cryd, cryd to him stay a while my
loue and I will dye with thee, so did these happie happie louers dye,
Happie louers dye, But with so little little paine, that both to life Immediately,
returnd to dye againe, to dye againe, returnd to dye to dye againe.