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[Far from these Bankes exiled be all Joyes]
Far from these Bankes exiled be all Joyes,
Contentments, Pleasures, Musick (cares reliefe)
Tears, Sighs, Plaints, Horrours, Frightments, sad Annoies
Invest these Mountaines, fill all Hearts with Griefe.
Contentments, Pleasures, Musick (cares reliefe)
Tears, Sighs, Plaints, Horrours, Frightments, sad Annoies
Invest these Mountaines, fill all Hearts with Griefe.
Here Nightingals and Turtles, vent your moanes;
Amphrisian Shepheard here come feed thy Flockes,
And read thy Hyacinth amidst our Groanes,
Plaine Eccho thy Narcissus from our Rocks.
Amphrisian Shepheard here come feed thy Flockes,
And read thy Hyacinth amidst our Groanes,
Plaine Eccho thy Narcissus from our Rocks.
Lost have our Meads their Beauty, Hills their Gemms,
Our Brooks their Christall, Groves their pleasant shade,
The fairest Flow'r of all our Anademms
Death cropped hath, the Lesbia chaste is dead.
Our Brooks their Christall, Groves their pleasant shade,
The fairest Flow'r of all our Anademms
Death cropped hath, the Lesbia chaste is dead.
Thus sigh'd the Tyne, then shrunke beneath his Urne,
And Meads, Brooks, Rivers, Hills about did mourne.
And Meads, Brooks, Rivers, Hills about did mourne.
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