Damelus' song to Diaphenia

Diaphenia, like the daffadowndilly,

White as the sun, fair as the lily,

Heigh ho, how I do love thee!

I do love thee as my lambs

Are belovèd of their dams:

How blest were I if thou would'st prove me.

Diaphenia, like the spreading roses,

That in thy sweets all sweets incloses,

Fair sweet, how I do love thee!

I do love thee as each flower

Loves the sun's life-giving power;

For dead, thy breath to life might move me.

Diaphenia, like to all things blessèd,

When all thy praises are expressèd,

Dear joy, how I do love thee!

As the birds do love the spring,

Or the bees their careful king, --

Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me!