| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | Piping Peace | | By James Shirley (1596–1666) |
| | | YOU virgins that did late despair | |
| To keep your wealth from cruel men, | |
| Tie up in silk your careless hair: | |
| Soft peace is come again. | |
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| Now lovers’ eyes may gently shoot | 5 |
| A flame that will not kill; | |
| The drum was angry, but the lute | |
| Shall whisper what you will. | |
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| Sing Io, Io! for his sake | |
| That hath restored your drooping heads; | 10 |
| With choice of sweetest flowers make | |
| A garden where he treads; | |
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| Whilst we whole groves of laurel bring, | |
| A petty triumph for his brow, | |
| Who is the Master of our spring | 15 |
| And all the bloom we owe. | | | | |
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