336LIue with me and be my Loue,

337And we will all the pleasures proue

338That hilles and vallies, dales and fields,

339And all the craggy mountaines yeeld.

340There will we sit vpon the Rocks,

341And see the Shepheards feed their flocks,

342By shallow Riuers, by whose fals

343Melodious birds sing Madrigals.

344There will I make thee a bed of Roses,

345With a thousand fragrant poses,

346A cap of flowers, and a Kirtle

347Imbrodered all with leaues of Mirtle.