S SONG TO APOLLO. ING to Apollo, god of day, Whose golden beams with morning play, And make her eyes so brightly shine, Aurora's face is called divine; To Physic's and to Poesy's king! Crown all his altars with bright fire, To the glittering Delian king! Omnes. I. From JOHN LYLY'S Mother IO, BACCHUS ! O, Bacchus! To thy table 1% Thou call'st every drunken rabble; Then seal us for thy jolly skinkers.1 Wine, O wine, O juice divine, How dost thou the nowle 2 refine! 2. Plump thou mak'st men's ruby faces, And from girls canst fetch embraces. With sparkling carbuncle. 1. Now lion-like to roar, 1 Drawers, tapsters. 2 Head, wits. LOVE'S COLLEGE. CUPID! monarch over kings, It is to show how swift thou art, When thou woundest a tender heart! It is all one in Venus' wanton school, Have far more knowledge To read a woman over, Than a neat prating lover : Nay, 'tis confessed, That fools please women best. From GEORGE PEELE'S The FAIR AND FAIR, AND TWICE SO FAIR. Enone. Paris. En. FAIR AIR and fair, and twice so fair, The fairest shepherd on our green, Fair and fair and twice so fair, As fair as any may be ; Thy love is fair for thee alone, And for no other lady. My love is fair, my love is gay, As fresh as bin the flowers in May, My merry, merry, merry roundelay, They that do change old love for new, Ambo simul. They that do change, &c. En. Par. Ambo. My love can pipe, my love can sing, Amen to Cupid's curse, They that do change, &c. Fair and fair, &c. THE SAD SHEPHERD'S PASSION OF LOVE. GENTLE Love, ungentle for thy deed, A bloody mark With piercing shot to bleed. ' Shoot soft, sweet Love, for fear thou shoot amiss, For fear too keen Thy arrows been, And hit the heart where my beloved is. Shall be so blest, That Love shall seize on her by sympathy. Then since with Love my prayers bear no boot, This doth remain To cease my pain, I take the wound, and die at Venus' foot. |