Refresht by wanton winds and watry fountaines.
(5) O all you winged Queristers of wood, that pearcht aloft, your former paines report: And straite againe recount with pleasant moode, your present ioyes in sweete and seemely sort.
O all you creatures whosoeuer thriue (10) on mother Earth, in Seas, by Ayre, by Fire: More blest are you then I heere vnder Sunne, loue dies in me, when as hee doth reuiue In you, I perish vnder beauties ire, where after stormes, winds, frosts, your life is wun.
FINIS. Thom. Lodge.
¶ The Shepheards resolution in loue. +
I F Ioue him-selfe be subiect vnto Loue, And range the woods to finde a mortall pray, If Neptune from the Seas him-selfe remoue, And seeke on sands with earthly wights to play: (5) Then may I loue my Shepheardesse by right, Who farre excels each other mortall wight?