The Peacefull Westerne Winde -

The peacefull westerne winde

The winter stormes hath tam’d

And nature in each kinde

The kinde heat hath inflam’d

The forward buds so sweetly breathe

Out of their earthly bowers

That heav’n which views their pompe beneath

Would faine be deckt with flowers

See how the morning smiles

From her bright eastern hill

And with soft steps beguiles

Them that lie slumbring still

The musicke-loving birds have come

From cliffes and rockes unknowne;

To see the trees and briers bloome

That late were over-flowne

What Saturne did destroy

Loves Queen revives againe;

And now her naked boy

Doth in the fields remaine:

Where he such pleasing change doth view

In ev’ry living thing

As if the world were born anew

To gratifie the Spring