First Song.
Fie, cease to wonder,
Though you are heare Orpheus with his Iuory Lute,
Moue Trees and Rockes.
Charme Buls, Beares, and men more sauage to be mute,
Weake foolish singer, here is one, [5]
Would haue transform’d thy selfe, to stone.
Second Song.
A Dialogue betweene Nouall, and Beaumelle.