Sinetes passions vppon his fortunes offered for an incense at the shrine of the ladies which guided his distempered thoughtes. The patrons patheticall posies, sonets, maddrigals, and rowndelayes. Together with Sinetes dompe. By Robert Parry Gent.

Maddrigall.

MAdame, that nowe I kisse your white handes la∣ter Then wild my louing dutie, Retayner to thy beautie: The water crost my wishe, to crosse the water. Yet thinke not (sweete) those gallants helde thee deerer, Who for thy beauties, then the sunnneshine cleerer: Eu'n seas vneu'n haue coasted, But thou art wise and know'st it. No; thy Leander, whose hartes firie matter, Cannot be quench'd, by the deuyding water, Will with his oare-like armes quite sheare a sunder The waues that floate him vnder: Yf when I shall so trie mee, In thy sweete circled armes I may respire mee.