Such peerless pleasures have we in these places.
COL. And I, whilst youth, and course of careless years,
Did let me walk withouten links of love,
In such delights did joy amongst my peers;
But riper age such pleasures doth reprove:
My fancy eke from former follies move
To stayed steps; for time in passing wears,
(As garments do, which waxen old above,)
And draweth new delights with hoary hairs.
Then couth I sing of love, and tune my pipe