Poems, with a maske by Thomas Carew ... ; the songs were set in musick by Mr. Henry Lawes ...

A prayer to the Wind.

GOe thou gentle whispering Wind, Bear this sigh; and if thou find Where my cruell fair doth rest Cast it in her snowie brest, So, enflam'd by my desire, It may set her heart a-fire: Those sweet kisses thou shalt gain, Will reward thee for thy pain. Boldly light upon her lip, There suck odours, and thence skip To her bosome, lastly fall Down, and wander over all; Range about those Ivorie hills From whose every part distils Amber dew; there spices grow, There pure streames of Nectar flow; There perfume thy self, and bring All those sweets upon thy wing: As thou return'st, change by thy power Every weed into a flower, Turn each Thistle to a Vine, Make the Bramble Eglantine. For so rich a bootie made, Doe but this, and I am paid.

Thou canst with thy powerfull blast, Heat apace, and coole as fast: Thou canst kindle hidden flame, And agen destroy the same: Then for pity, either stir Vp the fire of love in her, That alike both flames may shine, Or else quite extinguish mine.