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[Faine would I Cloris whom my heart adores]

Faine would I Cloris whom my heart adores

Faine would I Cloris whom my heart adores, longer a while between thine Armes remaine, But loe the Jealous morne Her Rosy doores to Spight mee opes and brings the day againe. Farewell farewell Cloris 'tis time I


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Dy'de, the Night departs yet still my woes abide.