Two Pastorals upon three Friends meeting

Join, mates, in mirth to me,
Grant pleasure to our meeting;
Let Pan our good god see
How grateful is our greeting;
Join hearts and hands, so let it be.
Make but one mind in bodies three.

Ye hymns and singing skill
Of god Apollo's giving,
Be press'd our reeds to fill
With sound of music living.
Join hearts and hands, &c.
Sweet Orpheus' harp, whose sound
The stedfast mountains movd.
Let here thy skill abound
To join sweet friends beloved.
Join hearts and hands, &c.

My two and I be met,
A happy blessed trinity,
As three most jointly set,
In firmest band of unity.
Join hearts and hands, &c.
Welcome my two to me, E. D. F. G. P. S.
The number best beloved,
Within my heart you be
In friendship unremov'd.
Join hands, &c.

Give leave your flocks to range,
Let us the while be playing
Within the elmy grange;
Your flocks will not be straying.
Join hands, &c.
Cause all the mirth you can
Since I am now come hither,
Who never joy but when
I am with you together.
Join hands, &c.

Like lovers do their love.
So joy I in your seeing;
Let nothing me remove
From always with you being.
Join hands, &c.
And as the turtle-dove
To mate with whom he liveth,
Such comfort fervent love
Of you to my heart giveth.
Join hands, &c.

Now join'd be our hands,
Let them be ne'er asunder.
But link'd in binding bands
By metamorphosed wonder,
So should- our sever'd bodies three
As one for ever joined be.