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2. SONET.
Of her Highnes Natall; being the shortest day.
Great mightie IOVE from his imperiall place,And all the GODS for blythnes of Thy Birth,
Came downe from Heau'n to see thy fairest face,
And Neptune fet his Flocks out through the Firth,
With all the Nymphs in Floods and Seais that dwell:
On Balens backs they mounted, made their mirth,
To see thy shapp, all leiuing leids excell:
And Phœbus father to the Fooll that fell,
In lowest state his yocked Horse did stay;
But fearing least thy beam's should burne him fell,
Hee stole aback, and vpward went away.
And for thy saik thy Natall day each yeir,
He visits yet into his lowest spheir.
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