[XXIII. Hard by a Cristal fountaine]
Hard by a Cristal fountaine
Hard by a Cristal fountaine,
Oriana the bright, lay downe a sleeping,
The birds they finely cherped, The birds they finely
cherped, The windes were stilled, Sweetly with these accenting,
The aire was filled, This is that faire whose head a crowne deserueth, Which
heauen for her reserueth, Leaue shepherds your Lambs keepeing,
Vpon the barren mountaines, And Mymphs attend
on her and leaue your bowres, For she the shepherds life maintaines and youres. Then sang the
shepherds & Nimphs, Nimphs of Diana,
