The 12. of May the Sunne enters into Gemini, or the Twinnes. Gemini, May

Now bright fac'd Sminthus, with faire Flora meetes,
Adorning her with Natures best attire:
Trees, plants, hearbes, flowres, and odoriferous sweets,
With Birds all chaunting in their fethered quire.
Now countrie Tom and Tyb haue their desire,
And rowle and tumble freely on the grasse,
The Milke-maide gets a greene gowne for her hire,
And all in sport the time away doe passe.
The bird, the beast, the lusty Iad, the lasse
Doe sing, doe friske, doe clip, doe coll, doe kisse:
Not thinking how the time must be, or was,
But making pleasant vfe of time as tis.
Till Sminthus leaues his lodging at the twinnes,
And to a hotter race his course beginnes.