Damelus' Song To Diaphenia

DIAPHENIA, like the daffadowndilly, White as the sun, fair as the lily, Heigh ho, how I do love thee! I do love thee as my lambs Are belovëd of their dams-- How blest were I if thou wouldst prove me! Diaphenia, like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets incloses, Fair sweet, how I do love thee! I do love thee as each flower Loves the sun's life-giving power, For, dead, thy breath to life might move me. Diaphenia, like to all things blessed, When all thy praises are expressëd, Dear joy, how I do love thee! As the birds do love the spring, Or the bees their careful king,-- Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me!