THE SHEPHERD'S COMMENDATION OF HIS NYMPH. What shepherd can express A thousand Cupids fly From which each throws a dart No sweeter life I try The lily in the field Heaven pictur’d in her face Fair Cynthia's silver light So bright my nymph doth shine THE SHEPHERD'S COMMENDATION OF HIS NYMPH. With this there is a red, In sky there is no star When Phæbus from the bed He shows in my nymph's face, This pleasant lily-white, These sunbeams in mine eye, EARL OF OXFORD). THE wrathful winter 'proching on apace, The soil that erst so seemly was to seen, did rue |