The third Nimphall DORON. NAIJS. CLORIS. CLAIA. DORILVS. CLOE. MERTILLA. FLORIMEL. With Nimphes and Forresters. _Poetick Raptures, sacred fires, With which _Apollo_ his inspires, This Nimphall gives you; and withall Obserues the Muses Festivall._ Amongst th' Elizians many mirthfull Feasts, At which the Muses are the certaine guests, Th' obserue one Day with most Emperiall state, To wise _Apollo_ which they dedicate, The Poets God; and to his Alters bring Th' enamel'd Brauery of the beauteous spring, And strew their Bowers with euery precious sweet, Which still wax fresh, most trod on with their feet; With most choice flowers each Nimph doth brade her hayre, And not the mean'st but bauldrick wise doth weare 10 Some goodly Garland, and the most renown'd With curious Roseat Anadems are crown'd. These being come into the place where they Yearely obserue the Orgies to that day, The Muses from their Heliconian spring Their brimfull Mazers to the feasting bring: When with deepe Draughts out of those plenteous Bowles, The iocond Youth haue swild their thirsty soules, They fall enraged with a sacred heat, And when their braines doe once begin to sweat 20 They into braue and Stately numbers breake, And not a word that any one doth speake But tis Prophetick, and so strangely farre In their high fury they transported are, As there's not one, on any thing can straine, But by another answred is againe In the same Rapture, which all sit to heare; When as two Youths that soundly liquord were, _Dorilus_ and _Doron_, two as noble swayns As euer kept on the Elizian playns, 30 First by their signes attention hauing woonne, Thus they the Reuels frolikly begunne. Doron. _Come _Dorilus_, let vs be brave, In lofty numbers let vs raue, With Rymes I will inrich thee._ Dorilus. _Content say I, then bid the base, Our wits shall runne the Wildgoosechase, Spurre vp, or I will swich thee._ Doron. _The Sunne out of the East doth peepe, And now the day begins to creepe, 40 Vpon the world at leasure._ Dorilus. _The Ayre enamor'd of the Greaues, The West winde stroaks the velvit leaues And kisses them at pleasure._ Doron. _The spinners webs twixt spray and spray, The top of euery bush make gay, By filmy coards there dangling._ Dorilus. _For now the last dayes euening dew Euen to the full it selfe doth shew, Each bough with Pearle bespangling._ 50 Doron. _O Boy how thy abundant vaine Euen like a Flood breaks from thy braine, Nor can thy Muse be gaged._