Classic Poem

A WELL-WISHING TO A PLACE OF PLEASURE

To an excellent new Tune.

See the building
Where whilst my mistris lived in
Was pleasures essence,
See how it droopeth
And how nakedly it looketh
Without her presence:
Every creature
That appertaines to nature
'bout this house living,
Doth resemble,
If not dissemble,
due praises giving.
Harke, how the hollow
Windes do blow
And seem to murmur
in every corner,
for her long absence:
The which doth plainly show
The causes why I do now
All this grief and sorrow show.

See the garden
Where I receivde reward in
for my true love:
Behold those places
Where I receivde those graces
the Gods might move
The Queene of plenty
With all the fruits are dainty,
delights to please
Flora springing
Is ever bringing
Dame Venus ease.
Oh see the Arbour where that she
with melting kisses
distilling blisses
From her true selfe
with joy did ravish me.
The pretty nightingale
did sing melodiously.

Haile to those groves
Where I injoyde those loves
so many dayes.
Let the flowers be springing,
And sweet birds ever singing
their Roundelayes,
Many Cupids measures
And cause for true Loves pleasures,
Be dancd around,
Let all contentment
For mirth's presentment
this day be found;
And may the grass grow ever green
where we two lying
have oft been trying
More severall wayes
than beauties lovely Queen
When she in bed with Mars
by all the gods was seen.