IZAAK WALTON AND HIS FRIENDS 199 



Here's love drest neat, and chaste, and gay, 

 As gardens in the month of May ; 

 Here's harmony, and wit, and art. 

 To raise thy thoughts and cheer thy heart. 



DOTUS. 



Written by whom ? 



Damon. 



A Friend of mine, 



And one that's worthy to be thine : 



A civil swain, that knows his times 



For businesse, and that done, makes rhymes, 



But not till then : my Friend's a man 



Lov'd by the Muses ; dear to Pan ; 



He blest him with a cheerful heart, 



And they with this sharp wit and art, 



Which he so tempers, as no swain 



That's loyal, does or should complain. 



DOTUS. 



I would fain see him. 



Domimi. 

 Go with me, 



Dorus, to yonder broad beech-tree, 

 There we shall meet him and Phillis, 

 Perigot, and Amaryllis, 



