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[XXI. Whiles ioyfull spring time lasteth]
Whiles ioyfull spring time lasteth,Each thing of pleasure tasteth,
And with delights abound,
Whiles ioyfull spring time lasteth,
The Birds so sweetly singing,
The flowres so freshly springing,
With Natures beautie crowned.
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