Alexis

THe Love Alexis did to Damon beare,
Shall witness'd be to all the Woods and Plaines,
As singular renown'd by neighbouring Swaines,
That to our Relicts Time may Trophees reare.
Those Madrigals we sung amidst our Flocks,
With Garlands guarded from Apollos Beames,
On Ochelles, whiles neare Bodottias Streames,
The Ecchoes did resound them from the Rocks:
Of forraine Shepheards bent to try the States
Though I (Worlds Guest) a Vagabond do stray,
Thou may that Store which I esteem Survey,
As best acquainted with my Soules Conceits.
What ever Fate Heavens have for me design'd,
I trust thee with the Treasure of my Mind.