To CASTARA, Complaining her absence in the Country.

THe lesser people of the ayre conspire
To keepe thee from me. Philomel with higher
And sweeter note…, wooes thee to weepe her rape,
Which would appease the gods & change her shape.
The early Larke, preferring 'fore soft rest
O…sequious duty▪ leaves his downy nest,
And doth to thee harmoni…us tribute, pay;
Expecting from thy eyes the breake of day.
From which the Owle is frighted, and doth rove
(As never having felt the warmth of love.)
In uncouth vaults, and the chill shades of night,
Not biding the bright lustre of thy …ight.
With him my fate agree…. Not viewing thee
I'me lost in mists, at best, but meteors see.