Speake Eccho tell;
With Lillyes, Columbines , and Roses ,
What their Parthenophe , composes? Eccho , poses
Oh sacred smell!
For those (which in her lappe she closes)
The goddes please well.

Speake Eccho tell:
With Daffadilles what doth she plette,
Which in such order she doth sette
For loue to dwell?
As she should Floraes Chappell let? Eccho , Chapplet
This loue likes well.

Speake Eccho tell:
Why Lillyes , and red Roses like her? Eccho , like her.
No pittie with remorse will strike her,
Did nature well?
Which did from fairest graces pike her
To be mine hell?

Speake Eccho tell:
Why Columbynes she entertaines?
Because the prouerbe (watchet) faines
True loues like well?
And do these therfore like her vaines? Ecch. her vaines
There Cupid's dwell.

Speake Eccho tell:
Wherefore her Chaplets yellow were like,
When others here, were more her like? Eccho , hearelike:
Yet I know well,
Her hart is Tygre-like , or Beare-like :
To rockes it sell.