Anthony Munday[1553-1663]Beauty Bathing
¶BEAUTY sat bathing by a springWhere fairest shades did hide her;The winds blew calm, the birds did sing,The cool streams ran beside her.My wanton thoughts enticed mine eyeTo see what was forbidden:But better memory said, fie!So vain desire was chidden:—He y nonny nonny O!He y nonny nonny!
¶Into a slumber then I fell,When fond imaginationSeemed to see, but could not tellHer feature or her fashion.But, ev'n as babes in dreams do smile,And sometimes fall a-weeping,So I awaked, as wise this whileAs when I fell a-sleeping:—He y nonny nonny O !He y nonny nonny!