Time stands still.
Behold a wonder heere.
Daphne was not so chaste as she was changing.
Me me and none but me.
When Phœbus first did Daphne loue.
Say loue if euer thou didst finde.
Flow not so fast ye fountaines.
What if I neuer speede.
Loue stood amaz'd at sweet beauties paine.
Lend your eares to my sorrow good people.
By a fountaine where I lay.
Oh what hath ouerwrought my all amazed thought.
Farewell vnkind farewell.
Weepe you no more sad fountaines.
Fie on this faining, is loue without desire.
I must complaine, yet doe enioy.
It was a time when silly Bees could speake.
The lowest trees haue tops.
What poore Astronomers are they.
Come when I call, or tarrie till I come.
see: Th.Campion, Fovrth Booke, No.XVII
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