Mertilla. _When the dew in May distilleth, And the Earths rich bosome filleth, And with Pearle embrouds each Meadow, We will make them like a widow, 250 And in all their Beauties dresse thee, And of all their spoiles possesse thee, With all the bounties Zephyre brings, Breathing on the yearely springs, The gaudy bloomes of euery Tree In their most beauty when they be, What is here that may delight thee, Or to pleasure may excite thee, Can there be a dainty thing That's not thine if thou wilt sing._ 260 But _Florimel_ still sullenly replyes I will not sing at all, let that suffice: When as a Nimph one of the merry ging Seeing she no way could be wonne to sing; Come, come, quoth she, ye vtterly vndoe her With your intreaties, and your reuerence to her; For praise nor prayers, she careth not a pin; They that our froward _Florimel_ would winne, Must worke another way, let me come to her, Either Ile make her sing, or Ile vndoe her. 270 Claia. Florimel _I thus coniure thee, Since their gifts cannot alure thee; By stampt Garlick, that doth stink Worse then common Sewer, or Sink, By Henbane, Dogsbane, Woolfsbane, sweet As any Clownes or Carriers feet, By stinging Nettles, pricking Teasels Raysing blisters like the measels, By the rough Burbreeding docks, Rancker then the oldest Fox, 280 By filthy Hemblock, poysning more Then any vlcer or old sore, By the Cockle in the corne, That smels farre worse then doth burnt horne, By Hempe in water that hath layne, By whose stench the Fish are slayne, By Toadflax which your Nose may tast, If you haue a minde to cast, May all filthy stinking Weeds That e'r bore leafe, or e'r had seeds,_ 290 Florimel _be giuen to thee, If thou'lt not sing as well as wee._ At which the Nimphs to open laughter fell, Amongst the rest the beauteous _Florimel_, (Pleasd with the spell from _Claia_ that came, A mirthfull Gerle and giuen to sport and game) As gamesome growes as any of them all, And to this ditty instantly doth fall.