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To a Lady, more affable since the War began.

Cloris , since first our calm of Peace was frighted hence

Cloris , since first our calm of Peace was frighted hence, this good we find, Your favours with your fears increase, and growing mischief makes you kind: So the fair Tree, (which still preserves her Fruit and state when no Wind blowes) in Storms, from that uprightness swerves; and the glad Earth about her strowes with treasure, with treasure from her yeelding boughs.