A MYNTOR .

A LEXIS ! ah A LEXIS ! can it be
Though so much wet and drie
Doth drowne our Eye,
Thou keep'st thy winged voice from me?

A LEXIS .

A MYNTOR a profounder sea I feare
Hath swallow'd me, where now
My armes do row,
I floate i' th' Ocean of a Teare.

L UCASTA weeps lest I look back and tread
Your watry Land againe.
A MYNT . I'd through the raine,
Such showrs are quickly over-spread.


IV.

Conceive how Joy after this short divorce
Will circle her with beames,
When like your streames
You shall rowle back with kinder force

V.

And call the helping winds to vent your thought.
A LEX . A MYNTOR ! C HLORIS where,
Or in what Sphere
Say may that glorious faire be sought?

A MYNTOR .

She's now the center of these armes e're blest
Whence may she never move
Till Time and Love
Haste to their everlasting rest.

A LEXIS .

Ah subtile swaine! doth not my flame rise high
As yours, and burne as hot?
Am not I shot
With the selfe same Artillery?

VIII.

And can I breath without her ai'r? A MYN . Why then
From thy tempestuous Earth
Where blood and dearth
Raigne 'stead of Kings, agen

Wafte thy selfe over, and lest stormes from far
Arise, bring in our sight
The Seas delight,
L UCASTA that bright Northerne star.

A LEXIS .

But as we cut the rugged deepe, I feare
The green-God stops his fell
Chariot of shell
And smooths the maine to ravish her.

A MYNTOR .

Oh no, the Prince of waters fires are done,
He as his Empire Old
And Rivers Cold,
His Queen now runs a bed to th' Sun;

XII.

But all his treasure he shall ope' that day:
Tritons shall sound, his fleete
In silver meete,
And to her their rich offrings pay.

A LEXIS .

We flye A MYNTOR , not amaz'd how sent
By Water, Earth, or Aire:
Or if with her
By Fire, ev'n there
I move in mine owne Element.