Adapted from sir philip sidneys: "the countess of pembrokes arcadia" (1598) 
      Me seemes i see the high and stately mountaines, 
 Transform themselves to lowe dejected vallies: 
 Me seemes i heare in these ill changed forrests, 
 The nightingales doo learne of owles their musique: 
 Me seemes i feele the comfort of the morning 
 Turnde to the mortall serene of an evening.   
 Me seemes i see a filthie clowdie evening, 
 As soon as sunne begins to clime the mountaines: 
 Me seemes i feele a noysome sent, the morning 
 When i doo smell the flowers of these vallies: 
 Me seemes i heare, when i doo heare sweet musique, 
 The dreadfull cries of murdered men in forrests.