On Sixe Cambridge Lasses Bathinge Themselfes by Queenes Colledge on the 25th of June at Night and Espied by a Scholer

When bashfull daylight now was goneAnd night, that hides a blush, came on.Sixe Pretty Nymphes to wash awayThe sweatinge of a Summers dayeIn Chams fair streames did gently swimAnd naked bathd each curious limbe.O Who had this blist sight but seeneWould thinke they all had Clœlia=s beene. A Scholer that a walke did takePerchance for Meditation sake.This blessed Obiect chan'cd to findStraight all thinges else went out of mindNo Studye=s better in this lifeFor Practicke or Contemplatiue:Who thought Poore soule these hee had seene,Fair Dian and her Nymphes had beene.And therefore thought in piteous feareActæons fortune was too neere.Or that the Water=Nymphes they wereTogether met to sport 'um thereAnd that to him such loue they boreAs to Iolas once before. What could hee thinke but that his eyeSixe Venusses at once did spieRise from the waues, or that perchaunceFresh=Water Syrens came to danceVpon our streames, with songes and lookesTo tempt Poore Scholers from their bookes. Hee cannot thinke they Graces areVnlesse their number doubled were. Nor can hee thinke they muses beeBicause alasse they wanted three. I should haue rather guess'd that here Another brood of Helens wereBegot by Ioue upon ye playnesWatchd by some Læda of the Swans.The maydes betrayd were in a frightAnd blush'd (but twas not seene ith night.)At last all by ye banke did standAnd hee, good harte lent them his hand. Where twas his blisse to feele all oreSoft Paps, smooth thighes and somethinge more.But Enuious Night masqued from his eyesThe place where loue and pleasure lyes. Guesse Louers guesse, o you yt dareWhat then might bee this Scholers praierThat hee were but a Cat to spyeOr had but now Tyberius eyes. Yet since this hope was all in VaineHee helpes 'um don there cloths agayne.Makes Promise thye shall none bee shentSo with them to the Tauerne went. Where how hee then might sport or play Pardon mee Muse I must not say Guesse you that haue a mind to knoweWhither hee were a Foole of no./