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All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet

Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted

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Sonnet. 3. Beauties luster.

Dew drinking Phœbus hid his golden head,
Balm-breathing Zephyrus lay close immur'd:
The silly Lambs and Kyds lay all as dead,
Skies, earth, and seas, all solace had abiur'd.
Poore men and beasts, to toylesome tasks inur'd,
In dropping manner spent the drowzy day:
All but the Owle, whose safety night assur'd,
She gladly cuts the ayre with whooting lay.
When lo, the blossome of my blooming May,
From out her Coach maiestickly doth rise:
Then Tytan doth his radiant beames display,
And clouds are vanisht from the vaulty skies.
Sweet Zephryis gales reuiueth beasts and men,
Madge-Howlet scuds vnto her nest agen.