Classic Poem

It followes now you are to prove
The subt'lest maze of all, that's Love.
and if you stay too long,
The faire will thinke you do'em wrong:
Goe choose among — But with a minde
as gentle as the stroaking winde
runs ore the gentler flowers.
And so let all your actions smile,
As if they meant not to beguile,
the Ladies but the houres.
Grace, laughter, and discourse may meet,
and yet the beauty not goe lesse:
For what is noble should be sweet,
But not dissolv'd in wantonesse.
Will you that I give the law
to all your sport and some-it,
It should be such should envie draw,
but ever overcome it.
Here they Danced with the Ladies, and the
whole Revells followed; which ended,
Mercury cald to him in this following speech:
which was after repeated in Song by two
Trebles , two Tennors , a Base , and the whole Chorus