The Shower. 1653

THus looks a Sea-Nymph, when she leaves
Her Bed, and rises from the Waves:
Thus Flowers we in Water steep,
That so they may their freshness keep.
Your Tresses are like Sol's bright Rayes,
When he appears in rainy dayes.
Diana when she did appear
I' th' Fountain, was not half so fair;
Her ruddy Cheeks deserve a Scoff,
Although a blush did set 'em off.