Playford Edition:                            

Daphne can be located in the 1st edition of the [English] Dancing Master (1651). 

Ballad Documentation:

The ballad below is "an undated and unregistered broadside, and in Giles Earle's Songbook of ca. 1615." ⁽¹⁾

Tune:

The tune of the dance Daphne, located in the first edition of the English Dancing Master, and that of the ballad Daphne are the same. 

Ballad:

"When Daphne from fair Phoebus did fly, o the west wind most sweetly did blow in his face.
Her silken skirts scarce cover'd her theigh; the god cried, oh pity! and help her in chase.
Stay nymph, stay nymph, cried Apollo, tarry and turn thee, sweet nymph stay.
Lion nor tiger doth thee follow; turn thy fair eyes and look this way.
O turn, o pretty sweet, and lt our red lips meet: Pity o Daphne, pity me!

She gave no ear unto his cry, but still did neglect him the more he did moan;
Though he did entreat, she still did deny, and earnestly pray him to leave her alone.
Never, never, cried Apollo, unless to love thou will consent,
But still will my voice so hollow I'll cry to thee while life be spent.
But if thou pity me 'twill prove they felicity.
Pity o Daphne, pity me!

Away, like Venus' doves, she flied, the red blood her bushkins did run all a -down.
His plaintive love she still denies, and cries: Help, Diana, save they renown!
Wanton, wanton, lust is near me, cost and chaste Diana's aid.
Let the earth a virgin bear me or devour me, quick, a maid!
Diana heard her pray and turned her to a bay.
Pity o Daphne, pity me!

Amazed stood Apollo then while he beheld Daphne turn'd as she desir'd.
Accursed am I above gods and me, with grieve and laments my senses re tir'd.
Farewell, false Daphne, most unkind, my love lies buried in thy grave!
Long sought I love, yet love could not find, therefore, this is thy epitaph:
This tree doth Daphne cover that never pitied lover.
Farewell, false Daphne, that would not pity me:
although not my love, yet art thou my tree."⁽²⁾