Scillaes metamorphosis: enterlaced with the vnfortunate loue of Glaucus VVhereunto is annexed the delectable discourse of the discontented satyre: with sundrie other most absolute poems and sonnets. Contayning the detestable tyrannie of disdaine, and comicall triumph of constancie: verie fit for young courtiers to peruse, and coy dames to remember. By Thomas Lodge of Lincolnes Inne, Gentleman.

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FAire Phoebus flowre vpon a sommer morne, Gan proud with loue to shewe her painted pride, And gay with glorie with a curious scorne, Disdainde those buds that blossom'd her beside. When Rose and Lillies, Violets and Balme, (Scarce warm'd to worke their beauties to a flowre) With enuious wrath neere to a water calme, Beheld my Phillis in a happie howre. Not wak't nor wonne too much with solemne sleepe, But sweetlie slombring they beheld my Saint, The Rose and Lillies both together creepe; The one her lip, the next her cheeke did taint. And both they spread: the Violet consum'd To gentle ayre her amber breath fulfilled: Apollo feeling all the aire perfumde, With gentle beames into her eyes distilled. His flowre amaz'd, gaue Rose and Lillies place, The Sunne his shine within her eyes containeth, The Rose her lips, the Lillies decke her face, The Violet within her breath remaineth.

Lenuoy.

THen cease (fond men) henceforth to boast your flowers, Since Roses, Lillies, Violets are ours: And Phoebus flowre doth homage to their powers, And Phillis eye his glorious beames deuours.

FINIS.