Poem 3
BRing
with
you
all
the
Nymphes
that
you
can
heare
both
of
the
riuers
and
the
forrests
greene:
And
of
the
sea
that
neighbours
to
her
neare,
Al
with
gay
girlands
goodly
wel
beseene.
And
let
them
also
with
them
bring
in
hand,
Another
gay
girland
For
my
fayre
loue
of
lillyes
and
of
roses,
Bound
trueloue
wize
with
a
blew
silke
riband.
And
let
them
make
great
store
of
bridale
poses,
And
let
them
eeke
bring
store
of
other
flowers
To
deck
the
bridale
bowers.
And
let
the
ground
whereas
her
foot
shall
tread,
For
feare
the
stones
her
tender
foot
should
wrong
Be
strewed
with
fragrant
flowers
all
along,
And
diapred
lyke
the
discolored
mead.
Which
done,
doe
at
her
chamber
dore
awayt,
For
she
will
waken
strayt,
The
while
doe
ye
this
song
vnto
her
sing,
The
woods
shall
to
you
answer
and
your
Eccho
ring.
