THE wand'ring PRINCE and PRINCESS Or, Musidorus and Amadine, both of Royal Prognty, who being unfortunately separated by means of their Parents disagreeing; as fortunately met in a Desert, while they both resolved river to cease from searching, till they had found out each other.  
In shady Deserts where was none  
but Beasts to hear these Lover's moan,  
There these faithful Lovers met,  
There Marriage day was quickly set.  
Tune, Young Phaon.  
 
 

When Musidorus fell in love  
with Amadine most fair,  
Her Father cross to him did prove,  
which caused him to despair,  
And for to ease his troubled mind  
he wandered in disguise,  
Hoping he might soon comfort find,  
yet tears dropped from his eyes.   

Alas (quoth he) what shall I do,  
I am unfortunate,  
And though my Love is firm and true  
I meet with Rigid fate,  
For she who is my heart's delight,  
her Father is my foe,  
Which causes me to take my flight,  
now to the woods I go.   

In woods and deserts i'll reside,  
since my poor Amadine  
Whom once I thought to make my bride  
she must not now be mine,  
My father's Court I quite forsake  
never again to see,  
For love my heart will surely break  
my dear i'll die for thee,   
 
 

Thus went this wand'ring Prince to seek  
throughout the deserts wide,  
Some secret place where he might keep  
and secretly abide,  
At last he did a Shepherd turn  
still minding his flocks,  
Which caused his Amadine to mourn  
and tear her golden Locks,   

Alas, alas this Princess cried  
has he forsaken me,  
When I did think could ne'er abide  
where I should absent he,  
Some sudden change possessed his breast  
that makes him prove unkind,  
Whilst Amadine can take no rest  
to ease her love sick heart.   

Thus Amadine whose troubled mind  
was sorely filled with grief,  
For want of Musidorus pined,  
and could find no Relief;  
Then she a Resolution took  
what e'er did her betid,  
Her Prince so dear she would go look  
throughout the world so wide.   

And privately away she went,  
to all her friends unknown  
To give her troubled mind content  
she wandered all alone▪  
Until she came into a place  
where Savage beasts alone  
Were known in numbers to increase,  
and thus she made her moan.   

Ah! hapless wretch quoth she I am  
of Lovers, yea, the worst,  
While some delight to feel loves flame  
I think myself accursed;  
Yet will I never rest till I  
find out this Prince of mine,  
Who strangely and so privately  
forsook his Amadine.   

A shower of tears than trickled down  
from her bright shining eyes,  
Whose beauty did the deserts crown,  
whose sighs then filled Skies;  
And Musidorus being near,  
did chance to hear her voice,  
Though first he was possessed with fear,  
at last he did rejoice.   

Certain it is quoth he the Tongue  
of my poor Amadine,  
To whom I have done too much wrong,  
which grieves this soul of mine;  
To her sad heart I will give ease  
since she is in distress,  
For love is such a strange disease  
no Tongue can well express:   

To Amadine he then appeared,  
who startled was to see,  
She was by any over heard  
and in a sound fell she:  
But her dear Prince with kisses sweet  
brought her again to life,  
That meeting was to them most sweet  
he made her soon his wife.