[When the cleer Sunn with his beams hot]
When the cleer Sunn with his beams hot
When the cleer Sunn with his beams hot, Scorched the
Grasse in Meade and Mountaine, Strephon the Sheapheard now forgot, late fitting by a
Christall fountaine under a spreading Beeches shade, for Phyllis eare this
Ditty made; Farewell farewell false and untrue Love, light as the winde
Soon chang'd for new love. So long as I was in your sight I
Was your life, your heart, your treasure, and with fain'd eyes you moan'd and sigh'd
As in flame burning past all measure, three dayes endur'd this love to mee, and
It was lost in other three. Farewell farewell &c. Soon as another Swayne you
Saw, who may by love or likeing feigned, you 'gan from mee your love withdraw,
and soon my place he had obtained. Then came a third your love to
Win, and wee were out and he was in. Farewell &c. Doubtlesse you bear your
Selfe in hand, because of loves you breed such plenty, to fill with new loves
All the Land, and all the World if it were empty, But O you doe your selfe beguile,
because they live so short a while, Farewell farewell &c.
