Poems, with a maske by Thomas Carew ... ; the songs were set in musick by Mr. Henry Lawes ...
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Poems, with a maske by Thomas Carew ... ; the songs were set in musick by Mr. Henry Lawes ...
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Carew, Thomas, 1595?-1639?
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London :: Printed for H.M., and are to be sold by J. Martin ...,
1651.
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"Poems, with a maske by Thomas Carew ... ; the songs were set in musick by Mr. Henry Lawes ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A34171.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 19, 2024.
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A Pastorall Dialogue. Shepherd, Nymph, Chorus.
SHep.
This mossie bank they prest.
Ny.
That aged oakDid canopie the happy payrAll night from the damp ayre.
Cho.
Here let us sit and sing the words they spoke,Till the day breaking their embraces broke.
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Shep
See love, the blushes of the morn appearAnd now she hangs her pearly store(Rob'd from the Eastern shore)I'th' Couslips bell, and Roses rare:Sweet, I must stay no longer here.
Nymph.
Those streaks of doubtfull light usher not day,But shew my sun must set; no MornShall shine till thou return;The yellow Planets, and the grayDawn, shall attend thee on thy way
Shep
If thine eyes gild my paths, they may for bearTheir useless shine.
Nymph.
My tears will quiteExtinguish their faint light.
She.
Those drops will make their beams more clear,Love's flames will shine in every tear.
Cho
They kist, and wept, and from their lips, and eyes,In a mixt dew of briny sweet,Their joys, and sorrows meet;But she cryes out.
Nymph.
Shepherd arise,The Sun betrays us else to spies.
Shep.
The winged houres fly fast, whilst we embrace,But when we want their help to meet,They move with leaden feet.
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Nym.
Then let us pinion Time, and chaseThe day for ever from this place.
Shep
Harke:
Ny.
Aye me stay!
She.
For ever.
Ny.
No, arise,We must be gone.
Shep.
My nest of spice.
Nym
my soul.
Shep
My Paradise.
cho.
Neither could say fare-well, but through their eyesGriefe interrupted speech with tears supplies.
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