| Aftere the Chapitle of Commoditees of Dyverse Landes, Shewyth the Conclusioun of Kepynge of the See |
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| Amidst the mountain Ida's groves |
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| Since you will needs my heart possess |
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| As little lambs lift up their snowy sides |
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| Away, away, flatter no more |
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| All hail fair Phoebus, in thy purple throne |
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| See where Calisto wheels about |
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| Since painful sorrow's date hath end |
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| Song within by the Boy - |
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| Philomusus sings - |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem