Cloris, it is not thy disdaine
Can ever cover with dispaire
Or in cold ashes hide that care
Which I have fedd with soe long paine,
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Noe more unto my thoughts appeare,
Att least appeare lesse fayre,
For crazy tempers justly feare
The goodnesse of the ayre;
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Lord when the wise men came from farr
Ledd to thy Cradle by a Starr,
Then did the shepheards too rejoyce,
Instructed by thy Angells voyce,
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