If by these ye please to know him,
Beauties, be not nice, but show him,
Though ye had a will to hide him.
Now, we hope, ye’ll not abide him,
Since ye hear his falser play,
And that he’s Venus’ runaway.
Ben Jonson.
ROSALIND’S MADRIGAL
LOVE in my bosom like a bee
Doth suck his sweet: