Song

When blooming spring
Arrays the laughing fields in green,
Then flowers in open air are seen,
And warbling birds are heard to sing,
  Almighty love
  Doth sweetly move
  All nature through;
Then tell me, Chloe, why are you
  Averse thereto;
  When blooming charms
  Invite your lover's circling arms?
  O be no longer coy
..................... to love and share of joy.