TO ASTREA
by: John Davies (1569-1626)
 TERNALL Virgin, Goddesse true,
Let me presume to sing to you.
Iove, even great love hath leasure
Sometimes to heare the vulgar crue,
And heares them oft with pleasure.
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- Blessèd Astræa, I in part
Enjoy the blessings you impart;
The Peace, the milke and hony,
Humanitie, and civil Art,
A richer dower then money.
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- Right glad am I that now I live,
Even in these dayes whereto you give
Great happinesse and glory;
If after you I should be borne,
No doubt I should my birth-day scorne,
Admiring your sweet storie.
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