When Cloris heard of her Amyntas dying

When Cloris heard of her Amyntas dying,

She grieved then for her unkind denying.

Oft sighing sore, and with a heart unfeigned,

I die, I die, I die, she thus complained.

Whom when Amyntas spied

Then both for joy out-cried,

I love, I love sweet Cloris' eye,

And I Amyntas till I die.