from Old Fortunatus (?1598) by Thomas Dekker [Hymn to Fortune] FORTUNE smiles, cry holiday !     Dimples on her cheeks do dwell. Fortune frowns, cry well-a-day !     Her love is heaven, her hate is hell. Since heaven and hell obey her power, Tremble when her eyes do lower,     Since heaven and hell her power obey,     When she smiles cry holiday !         Holiday with joy we cry,         And bend, and bend, and merrily         Sing hymns to Fortune's deity,         Sing hymns to Fortune's deity. Let us sing merrily, merrily, merrily !     With our song let heaven resound,     Fortune's hands our heads have crowned : Let us sing merrily, merrily, merrily ! Schelling, Felix E., Ed. A Book of Elizabethan Lyrics. Boston: Ginn and Company, 1895. 44. Site copyright © 1996-2002 Anniina Jokinen. All Rights Reserved. Created by Anniina Jokinen on April 26, 2002.