JOHN LYLY, Sappho and Phao,
   1584 ; acted 1582.





VULCAN'S SONG :

IN MAKING OF THE ARROWS.


MY shag-hair Cyclops, come, let's ply
Our Lemnian hammers lustily.
           By my wife's sparrows,
           I swear these arrows
           Shall singing fly
Through many a wanton's eye.

These headed are with golden blisses,
These silver ones feathered with kisses,
           But this of lead
           Strikes a clown dead,
           When in a dance
           He falls in a trance,
To see his black-brow lass not buss him,
And then whines out for death t'untruss him.
So, so : our work being done, let's play :
Holiday !  boys, cry holiday !




Schelling, Felix E., Ed. A Book of Elizabethan Lyrics.
Boston: Ginn and Company, 1895. 22.




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