Of The Rainy Weather In England, And The Faire In Scotland. Poem by Francis Kynaston

Of The Rainy Weather In England, And The Faire In Scotland.



Twice hath bright Cynthia wan'd, twice fill'd her round,
Since England with continuall raine lies drownd;
While Spring here winters, Scotland doth behold
Dayes without cloudes, skies azure, Sunnes of gold.
Thus whiles the King from Thames to Tweed doth goe,
One Kingdome smiles, the other weepes for woe.

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