Hail, sister springs!1
Parents of syluer-footed rills!
Euer-bubling things!
Thawing crystall! snowy hills
Still spending, neuer spent! I mean5
Thy fair eyes, sweet Magdalene!
II.
Heauens thy fair eyes be;
Heauens of euer-falling starres.
'Tis seed-time still with thee;
And starres thou sow'st, whose haruest dares10
Promise the Earth, to counter-shine
Whateuer makes heaun's forehead fine.
III.
But we' are deceiuèd all:
Starres indeed they are too true;
For they but seem to fall,15
As heaun's other spangles doe:
It is not for our Earth and vs
To shine in things so pretious.
IV.
Vpwards thou dost weep:
Heaun's bosome drinks the gentle stream.20
Where th' milky riuers creep,
Thine floates aboue, and is the cream.
Waters aboue th' heauns, what they be
We' are taught best by thy teares and thee.
V.
Euery morn from hence,25
A brisk cherub something sippes,
Whose sacred influence
Addes sweetnes to his sweetest lippes;
Then to his musick; and his song
Tasts of this breakfast all day long.30