Poem by Thomas Dekker

Beauty Arise

Beauty arise, show forth thy glorious shining,
Thine eyes feed love, for them he standeth pining;
Honor and youth attend to do their duty
To thee, their only sovereign, Beauty.
Beauty arise, whilst we, thy servants, sing
Io to Hymen, wedlock's jocund king.
Io to Hymen, Io, Io, sing;
Of wedlock, love, and youth is Hymen king.

Beauty arise, Beauty arise, thy glorious lights display,
Whilst we sing Io, glad to see this day.
Io, Io, to Hymen, Io, Io, sing;
Of wedlock, love, and youth is Hymen king. 

1. Fortune Smiles
2. Cast Away Care
3. Rose
4. The Invitation
5. Here Lies The Blithe Spring

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