But then the Sunne from his all-quickning eye,
Darts forth a sparkle of the liuinge fire:
Which[266] with kinde heate, doth warme the frozen flye
and with newe spirit his little breast inspire:
Then doth hee lightly rise and spread his winges,
And with the[267] beames that gaue him life doth playe:
Tasts euery flower that on th' earthe's bosoome springs,
and is in busye motion all the day:
Soe my gaye Muse, which did my heart possesse,
And in my youthful fantasie doth raigne:
Which cleard my forehead with her cheerefullnes
and gaue a liuely warmth unto my brayne:
With sadder[268] studye, and with graue conceite
Which late my Immagination entertaynd:
Beganne to shrinke, and loose her actiue heate,
and dead as in a læthargy remaynd.
Long in that senseles sleepe congeald shee laye,
Untill euen now another heauenly eye,
And cleare as that which doth begett the daye,
and of a like reviuinge simpathy:
Did cast into my eyes a subtile beame,
Which peirieinge[269] deepe, into my fancy went,
And did awake my muse out of her dreame,
and unto her new life and vertue lent:
Soe that shee now begins to raise her eyes
Which yett are dazled with her beautye's raye;
And to record her wonted melodyes,
Although at first shee bee not full so gaye.
THE KINGES WELCOME.[270]
O nowe or never gentle muse be gaye,
And mount vp higher on thy paper winges,
Then doth the larke when he salutes the daye,
And to the morne a merrie welcome singes.
Fly swifter then the egle sent by art
From Noremberg, to the Almaine emperour:
A hand lesse cuning, but as true a hart
Sends thee to a prince of greater worth and power.