¶You mocking Birds (quoth she) your tunes intombe
¶VVithin your hollow swelling feathered breasts,
¶And in my hearing be you mute and dumbe,
¶My restlesse discord loues no stops nor rests:
¶_Ralish your nimble notes to pleasing eares,
¶_"Distres likes dūps whē time is kept with teares.
¶You mocking Birds (quoth she) your tunes intombe
¶VVithin your hollow swelling feathered breasts,
¶And in my hearing be you mute and dumbe,
¶M
y restlesse discord loues no stops nor rests:
¶_Ralish your nimble notes to pleasing eares,
¶_"Distres likes dūps whē time is kept with teares.