A Song between Syrenus and Sylvanus

Sirenus. Who hath of Cupid's cates and dainties prey'd
May feed his stomach with them at his pleasure;
If in his drink some ease he hath assay'd,
Then let him quench his thirsting without measure;
And if his weapons pleasant in their manner,
Let him embrace his standard and his banner:
For being free from him and quite exempted,
Joyful I am, and proud, and well contented.

Sylvanus. Of Cupid's dainty cates who hath not prey'd
May be depriv'd of them at his pleasure;
If wormwood in his drink he hath assayed,
Let him not quench his thirsting without measure;
And if his weapons in their cruel manner,
Let him abjure his standard and his banner:
For I not free from him, and not exempted,
Joyful I am, and proud, and well contented.

Sirenus.
Love's so expert in giving many a trouble.
That now I know not why he should be praised;
He is so false, so changing, and so double.
That with great reason he must be dispraised;
Love in the end is such a jarring passion,
That none should trust unto his peevish fashion;
For of all mischief he's the only master.
And to my good a torment and disaster.

Sylvanus. Love's so expert in giving joy, not trouble,
That now I know not but he should be praised;
He is so true, so constant, never double.
That in my mind he should not be disprais'd;
Love in the end is such a pleasing passion.
That every one may trust unto his fashion;
For of all good he is the only master.
And foe unto my harms and my disaster.

Sirenus. Not in these sayings to be proved a liar,
He knows that doth not love, nor is beloved;
Now nights and days I rest, as I desire,
After I had such grief from me remov'd;
And cannot I be glad, since thus, estrang'd,
Myself into Selvagia I have chang'd?
Hence, hence, false Love I I will not entertain thee,
Since to thy torments thou dost seek to train me.

Sylvanus. Not in these sayings to be proved a liar.
He knows that loves, and is again beloved;
Now nights and days I rest in sweet desire,
After I had such happy fortune proved;
And cannot I be glad, since not estranged.
Myself into Selvagia I have changed?
Come, come, good Love! and I will entertain thee,
Since to thy sweet content thou seek'st to train me.