Six Elizabethan Songs: V. Diaphenia Lyrics

Diaphenia, like the daffa-down-dilly, White as the sun, fair as the lily, Heigh ho, how I do love thee!
I do love thee as my lambs
Are beloved of their dams;
How blest were I if thou would'st prove me.
Diaphenia, like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets encloses, Fair sweet, how I do love thee!
I do love thee as each flower
Loves the sun's life-giving power;
For dead, thy breath to life might move me.
Diaphenia like to all things blessed When all thy praises are expressed Dear joy, how I do love thee!
As the birds do love the spring,

Or the bees their careful king:
Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me!