Of Garlands, Anadems, and Wreathes, This Nimphall nought but sweetnesse breathes, Presents you with delicious Posies, And with powerfull Simples closes.

      Claia. See where old Clarinax is set,
    His sundry Simples sorting,
    From whose experience we may get
    What worthy is reporting. 
    Then Lelipa let vs draw neere,
    Whilst he his weedes is weathering,
    I see some powerfull Simples there
    That he hath late bin gathering. 
    Hail gentle Hermit, Iove thee speed,
    And haue thee in his keeping, 10
    And euer helpe thee at thy need,
    Be thou awake or sleeping.

      Clarinax. Ye payre of most Celestiall lights,
    O Beauties three times burnisht,
    Who could expect such heauenly wights
    With Angels features furnisht;
    What God doth guide you to this place,
    To blesse my homely Bower? 
    It cannot be but this high grace
    Proceeds from some high power; 20
    The houres like hand-maids still attend,
    Disposed at your pleasure,
    Ordayned to noe other end
    But to awaite your leasure;
    The Deawes drawne vp into the Aer,
    And by your breathes perfumed,
    In little Clouds doe houer there
    As loath to be consumed: 
    The Aer moues not but as you please,
    So much sweet Nimphes it owes you, 30
    The winds doe cast them to their ease,
    And amorously inclose you.

      Lelipa. Be not too lauish of thy praise,
    Thou good Elizian Hermit,
    Lest some to heare such words as these,
    Perhaps may flattery tearme it;
    But of your Simples something say,
    Which may discourse affoord vs,
    We know your knowledge lyes that way,
    With subiects you haue stor’d vs. 40

      Claia. We know for Physick yours you get,
    Which thus you heere are sorting,
    And vpon garlands we are set,
    With Wreathes and Posyes sporting: 

      Lelipa. The Chaplet and the Anadem,
    The curled Tresses crowning,
    We looser Nimphes delight in them,
    Not in your Wreathes renowning.

      Clarinax. The Garland long agoe was worne,
    As Time pleased to bestow it, 50
    The Lawrell onely to adorne
    The Conquerer and the Poet. 
    The Palme his due, who vncontrould,
    On danger looking grauely,
    When Fate had done the worst it could,
    Who bore his Fortunes brauely. 
    Most worthy of the Oken Wreath
    The Ancients him esteemed,
    Who in a Battle had from death
    Some man of worth redeemed. 60
    About his temples Grasse they