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| ACH day of thine, sweet moneth of May,
oue makes a solemne holy-day.
will performe like duty,
ith thou resemblest euery way
stræa, Queen of beauty,
oth you fresh beauties do pertake,
ither's aspect doth Summer make,
houghts of young Loue awaking ;
earts you both doe cause to ake,
nd yet be pleas'd with akeing.
ight deare art thou, and so is shee,
uen like attractiue sympathy,
aines vnto both like dearenesse ;
weene this made Antiquitie
ame thee, sweet May of Maiestie,
s being both like in clearnesse.
|
Sir John Davies
