| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | Helens Epithalamium | | By Sir Edward Dyer (15431607) |
| | | LIKE as the rising morning shows a grateful lightening, | |
| When sacred night is past and winter now lets loose the spring, | |
| So glittering Helen showed among the maids, lusty and tall, | |
| As is the furrow in a field that far outstretcheth all, | |
| Or in a garden is a Cypress tree, or in a trace | 5 |
| A steed of Thessaly, so she to Sparta was a grace, | |
| No damsel with such works as she her baskets used to fill, | |
| Nor in diverse coloured web a woof of greater skill | |
| Doth cut from off the loom: nor hath such songs and lays | |
| Unto her dainty harp, in Dians and Minervas praise, | 10 |
| As Helen hath, in whose bright eyes all Loves and Graces be. | |
| O fair, O lovely maid, a matron now is made of thee; | |
| But we will every spring unto the leaves in meadows go | |
| To gather garlands sweet, and there not with a little woe, | |
| Will often think of thee, O Helen, as the suckling lambs | 15 |
| Desire the strouting bags and presence of their tender dams; | |
| We all betimes for thee a wreath of Melitoe will knit, | |
| And on a shady plane for thee will safely fasten it, | |
| And all betimes for thee, under a shady plane below, | |
| Out of a silver box the sweetest ointment will bestow, | 20 |
| And letters shall be written in the bark that men may see | |
| And read, Do humble reverence, for I am Helens tree. | | | | |
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