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 Lyc. In this regard: that thou do'st play Upon another plain, And for a rural roundelay Strik'st now a courtly strain.

Thou leav'st our hills, our dales, our bowers, Our finer fleeced sheep, Unkind to us, to spend thine hours Where shepherds should not keep.

I mean the court: Let Latmos be My lov'd Endymion's court. End. But I the courtly state would see. Lyc. Then see it in report.

What has the court to do with swains, Where Phyllis is not known? Nor does it mind the rustic strains Of us, or Corydon.

Break, if thou lov'st us, this delay. End. Dear Lycidas, e're long I vow, by Pan, to come away And pipe unto thy song.

Then Jessamine, with Florabell, And dainty Amaryllis, With handsome-handed Drosomell Shall prank thy hook with lilies.