¶Two Pastorals, vpon three friends meeting.
IOyne mates in mirth to me,
Grant pleasure to our meeting:
Let Pan our good God see,
How gratefull is our greeting.
Ioyne hearts and hands, so let it be.
Make but one minde in bodies three.
Englands Helicon. Or The Muses harmony.
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- Englands Helicon. Or The Muses harmony.
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- London :: Printed [by Thomas Snodham] for Richard More, and are to be sould at his shop in S. Dunstanes Church-yard,
- 1614.
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- Pastoral poetry, English.
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Ye Hymnes and singing skill
Of God Apolloes giuing,
Be prest our reeds to fill,
With sound of musicke liuing.
Ioyne hearts and hands, &c.
Sweet Orpheus Harpe, whose sound
The stedfast mountaines moued,
Let here thy skill abound,
To ioyne sweet friends beloued.
Ioyne hearts and hands, &c.
My two and I be met,
A happy blessed Trinitie,
As three most ioyntly set,
In firmest hand of vnitie.
Ioyne hearts and hands, &c.
Welcome my two to me, E.D. F.G. P.S.
The number best beloued,
Within my heart you be
In friendship vnremoued.
Ioyne hands, &c.
Giue leaue your flocks to range,
Let vs the while be playing,
Within the Elmy grange,
Your flocks will not be straying.
Ioyne hands, &c.
Cause all the mirth you can,
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Since I am now come hither,
Who neuer ioy but when
I am with you together.
Ioyne hands, &c.
Like louers doe their loue,
So ioy I in your seeing:
Let nothing me remoue
From alwaies with you being.
Ioyne hands, &c.
And as the turtle Doue
To mate with whom he liueth,
Such comfort, feruent loue
Of you to my heart giueth.
Ioyne hands, &c.
Now ioyned be our hands,
Let them be ne're asunder,
But linkt in binding bands
By metamorphoz'd wonder.
So should our seuered bodies three
As one for euer ioyned be.
FINIS.
S. Phil. Sidney.