Wijse: Lestmael ginck ick ter jacht.
Celadon.
5 Phillis noch Amarill'
Vley ick oyt, mijn beminde,
Tot Min: is 't waer, soo wil
Jupijn my strackx verslinde
Door synen Blixem fel en straf,
En senden 't trouw'loos riff in't graf,
Of branden het tot kaf.
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