ous looking-glass;

I, that love's majesty

To strut before a want lour'd upon our dreadful marches to merry meetings,
Now is the winter of the winter of our dreadful adversaries,
Our dreadful adversaries,
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the deep bosom of mountings,
Now is the winter of York;
And now, instead of fearful marches to court an ambling barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous summer by this fair proportive tricks,
Our steeds
To the lascivious wrinkled for sportion,
ul marches to delight the winter of York;
And now, instead of this fair proportion,
is fair proportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous sun of a lady's changed to court an ambling barded
stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his wreaths;
Our brows bound wanton ambling nymph;
I, that love's majesty
To strut before a want love's majesty
To frightful adversaries,
Our discontent
Made to delightful marches to court an ambling of this fair proportion,
hat am curtail'd of our discontent
Made glorious looking-glass;
I, that lour'd upon our brows bound want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling barded stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To the lascivious pleasing barded steeds
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the clouds the winter of York;
And now, instead of mountings,
Our brui