ared breast;
Nor let the shackles make thee sad;
Thou canst but have what others had.
And this for comfort thou must know
Times that are ill won't still be so.
Clouds will not ever pour down rain;
_A sullen day will clear again_.
First peals of thunder we must hear,
Then lutes and harps shall stroke the ear.

726. MONEY MAKES THE MIRTH.

When all birds else do of their music fail,
Money's the still sweet-singing nightingale.

727. UP TAILS ALL.

Begin with a kiss,
Go on too with this;
And thus, thus, thus let us smother
Our lips for awhile,
But let's not beguile
Our hope of one for the other.

This play, be assur'd,
Long enough has endur'd,
Since more and more is exacted;
For Love he doth call
For his _uptails all_;
And that's the part to be acted.

_Uptails all_, the refrain of a song beginning "Fly Merry News": see
Note.

729. UPON LUCIA DABBLED IN THE DEW.

My Lucia in the dew did go,
And prettily bedabbled so,
Her clothes held up, she showed withal
Her decent legs, clean, long, and small.
I follow'd after to descry
Part of the nak'd sincerity;
But still the envious scene between
Denied the mask I would have seen.

_Decent_, in the Latin sense, comely; _sincerity_, purity.
_Scene_, a curtain or "drop-scene".
_Mask_, a play.

730. CHARON AND PHILOMEL; A DIALOGUE SUNG.

_Ph._ Charon! O gentle Charon! let me woo thee
By tears and pity now to come unto me.
_Ch._ What voice so sweet and charming do I hear?
Say what thou art. _Ph._ I prithee first draw near.
_Ch._ A sound I hear, but nothing yet can see;
Speak, where thou art. _Ph._ O Charon pity me!
I am a bird, and though no name I tell,
My warbling note will say I'm Philomel.
_Ch._ What's that to me? I waft nor fish or fowls,
Nor beasts, fond thing, but only human souls.
_Ph._ Alas for me! _Ch._ Shame on thy witching note
That made me thus hoist sail and bring my boat:
But I'll return; what mischief brought thee hither?
_Ph._ A deal of love and much, much grief together.
_Ch._ What's thy request? _Ph._ That since she's now beneath
Who fed my life, I'll follow her in death.
_Ch._ And is that all? I'm gone. _Ph._ By love I pray thee.