Of The Same (The Revels) Poem by Francis Kynaston

Of The Same (The Revels)



Of late the heaven with cold was clos'd up so,
Frost bound the flouds & buried fields in snow.
Now Zephyres calmes the ayre, and boats are seene
To row, the earth is clad in lusty green.
The starres (O Queen) thy revels full of state,
And the whole world thy joyes congratulate.

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