Classic Poem

II.
Another Dialogue ,
to be sung at the same time .
CANT. Now is the time, now is the hower
When joy first blest this happy Bower:
TEN. Here is a sight that sweetens every sower.
CANT. So shines the Moon by night,
TEN. So looks the Sun by day;
CANT. Heavenly is his light,
TEN. And never shal decay.

CHORUS. There is no voice enough can sing
The praise of our great King.

CANT. Fal, showers of sweet delight;
TEN. Spring, flowers of plesant mirth;
CANT. What heaven hath beams that shine more bright?
TEN. Here heven is now, stars shine on earth.
CANT. In one all honor groweth,
TEN. From one all comfort floweth:
BOTH. Dutie saith that to this one all it hath it oweth.

CHORUS. Let then that one of all be praised
That hath our fortunes raised.