John Lyly (Lylie or Lyllie)

What bird so sings, yet does so wail?
O, 'tis the ravish'd nightingale--
Jug, jug, jug, jug--tereu, read more

What bird so sings, yet does so wail?
O, 'tis the ravish'd nightingale--
Jug, jug, jug, jug--tereu, she cries,
And still her woes at midnight rise.

The foule Toade hath a faire stone in his head.

The foule Toade hath a faire stone in his head.

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be
looking.

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be
looking.

Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.

Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.

The soft droppes of raine perce the hard Marble, many strokes
overthrow the tallest Oke.

The soft droppes of raine perce the hard Marble, many strokes
overthrow the tallest Oke.