On this swelling bank (once proud
Of its burthen) Cloris lay:
Heer she smis'd, and did uncloud 
Those bright suns ecclips the day. 

Heere we sate, and with kind art
She about me twin'd her arms,
Claspd in hers my hand and heart
Fetter'd by those pleasing charms.

Heer my love and joyes she crownd
Whil'st the hours stood still before me,
With a killing glance did wound
And a melting kisse restore me.

On the down of eyther breast
Whil'st with joy my soule retir'd,
My resigning heart did rest
Till her lips new life inspir'd.

The renewing of these sights,
Doth with griefe and pleasure fill me,
And the thought of those delights
Both at once revive and kill me.