Sustainde repulse on every side.
Fayre Phillis by the foorde did sit,
But Flora far remov'd from it,
The place in all thinges sweete was fit,
Where herbage did their seates admit.
Thus milde they opposite were set,
And coulde not their affects forget,
Loves arrows and their bosoms met,
And both their harts did passion fret.
Love close and inward shrowds his fires,