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The Hymne.
Queene, and Huntresse, chaste, and faire,
Now the Sunne is laid to sleepe;
Seated, in thy silver chaire,
State in wonted manner keepe:
Hesperus intreats thy light,
Goddesse, excellently bright.
Now the Sunne is laid to sleepe;
Seated, in thy silver chaire,
State in wonted manner keepe:
Hesperus intreats thy light,
Goddesse, excellently bright.
Earth, let not thy envious shade
Dare it selfe to interpose;
Cynthia's shining orbe was made
Heaven to cleere, when day did close:
Blesse us then with wished sight,
Goddesse, excellently bright.
Dare it selfe to interpose;
Cynthia's shining orbe was made
Heaven to cleere, when day did close:
Blesse us then with wished sight,
Goddesse, excellently bright.
Lay thy bow of pearle apart,
And thy crystall-shining quiver;
Give unto the flying Hart
Space to breathe, how short soever:
Thou that mak'st a day of night,
Goddesse, excellently bright.
And thy crystall-shining quiver;
Give unto the flying Hart
Space to breathe, how short soever:
Thou that mak'st a day of night,
Goddesse, excellently bright.
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