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The Bagpipe, Reede, or Flute, onely with ayre if that they touched be, With pitty all salute, And full of loue doe brute(10) thy name, and sound Diana, seeing thee: A faire Mayde wed to prying Iealousie.
The fierce and sauage beasts(beyond their kinde and nature yet) With pitteous voyce and brest, (15) In mountaines without rest the selfe same Song doe not forget. If that they stay’d at ( Faire ) and had not passed to prying Iealousie , With plaints of such despaire (20) As moou’d the gentle ayre to teares: The Song that they did sing, should bee One of the fairest as euer I did see.
Mishap, and fortunes play, ill did they place in Beauties brest: (25) For since so much to say, There was of beautie sway, they had done well to leaue the rest. They had enough to doe, if in her praise their wits they did awake: (30) But yet so must they too, And all thy loue that woe, thee not too coy, nor too too proude to make, If that thou wilt a secret Louer take.