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

Vpon Master W. Mountague his return from travell.

LEad the black Bull to slaughter, with the Bore And Lambe, then purple with their mingled gore The Oceans curled brow, that so we may The Sea-Gods for their carefull waftage pay: Send gratefull lncense up in pious smoak To those mild spirits, that cast a curbing yoak Vpon the stubborn winds, that calmly blew To the wisht shore, ou long'd-for Mountague, Then whilst the Aromantique odours burn, In honour of their Darling's safe return The Muses Quire shall thus with voyce and hand, Bless the fair Gale that drove his ship to land.

Sweetly breathing Vernall Ayr That with kind warmth doest repayr Winters ruines, from whose breast All the gums and spice of th'East Borrow their perfumes, whose eye Gil'ds the morn, and clears the sky,

Whose dishevel'd tresses shed Pearls upon the Violet bed, On whose brow with calm smiles drest The Halcion sits and builds her nest, Beauty, Youth, and endless spring, Dwell upon thy rosie wing. Thou, if stormy Boreas throws Down whole Forrests when he blows, With a pregnant flowery birth 'Canst refresh the teeming Earth; If he nip the early bud, If the blast what's fayr on good; If hee scatter our choyce flowers, If she shake our hils or bowers, If his vade breath threaten us, Thou canst stroak great Eolus And from him the grace obtain To bind him in an Iron chain.

Thus, whilst you deal your body 'mongst your friends And fill their circling armes, my glad soul sends This her embrace: Thus we of Delphos greet, As Lay-men clasp their hands, we joyn our feet.