Those cherries fairly do enclose Of orient pearl a double row, Which when her lovely laughter shows, They look like rosebuds fill'd with snow; Yet them nor peer nor prince can buy Till "Cherry-ripe" themselves do cry. Her eyes like angels watch them still; 1 Her brows like bended bows do stand Threat'ning with piercing frowns to kill All that attempt with eye or hand Those sacred cherries to come nigh Till “Cherry-ripe" themselves do cry. - THOMAS CAMPION (d. 1619) ENGLAND'S HELICON (1600) PHYLLIDA AND CORYDON In the merry month of May, In a morn by break of day, Thus with many a pretty oath, 1 Yea and nay, and faith and troth, -N. BRETON (1545?-1626?) AS IT FELL UPON A DAY 20 25 5 As it fell upon a day, 9 16 In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade, Which a group of myrtles made, Beasts did leap and birds did sing, Senseless trees, they cannot hear thee; All thy friends are lapp'd in lead; All thy fellow birds do sing, Careless of thy sorrowing; Even so, poor bird, like thee, IGNOTO 5 ΙΟ 15 20 25 PHYLLIDA'S LOVE-CALL ΤΟ HER CORYDON, AND HIS REPLYING PHYL. Corydon, arise my Corydon! COR. Who is it that calleth Corydon? 1 simple and good 2 Cf. note on Sidney's The Nightingale the father of Philomela and Progne MELI. FAUST. It is perhaps that sauncing bell 1 That tolls all in to heaven or hell: Hear ten months after of the play: 3 And this is Love, as I hear sain. 18 Yet, shepherd, what is Love, I pray? FAUST. It is a yea, it is a nay, PHYL. Cynthia Endymion had refused, 45 Preferring, preferring, MELI. My Corydon to play withal. 1 silk for a girdle or sash A pretty kind of sporting fray, Then, nymphs, take vantage while Love in my bosom like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Within mine eyes he makes his nest, And if I sleep, then percheth he, And makes his pillow of my knee, The livelong night. Strike I my lute, he tunes the string; 18 27 |