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But stay sweet Muse! forbeare this harsher straine,
Keepe with the Shepherds; leaue the Satyres veine,
Coupe not with Beares: let Icarus alone
To scorch himselfe within the torrid Zone:
Let Phaëton run on, Ixion fall,
And with an humble stiled Pastorall
Tread through the vallies, dance about the streames,
The lowly Dales will yeeld vs Anadems
To shade our temples, 'tis a worthy meed,
No better girlond seekes mine Oaten Reed;
Let others climbe the hils, and to their praise
(Whilst I sit girt with Flowers) be crown'd with Bayes.