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[XXV. Yee that doe liue in pleasures plenty]

Yee that doe liue in pleasures plenty

Yee that doe liue in pleasures plenty, Yee that doe liue in pleasures plenty, And dwell in Musicks sweetest Ayres, Whose eyes are quicke, Whose eares are dainty, Whose eyes are quicke, Whose eares are dainty, Whose eares are dainty, Not clogd with earth or worldly cares, or worldly cares, Come sing this song made in Amphions praise, Who now is dead, yet you his Fame can raise, Call him againe, let him not dye, But liue in Musicks sweetest birth, Place him in fayrest memory, And



let him triumph ouer death, And let him triumph ouer death, O sweetly sung, his liuing wish attend yee, his These were his words, the mirth of heauen, God send yee the mirth of heauen God send yee.