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The third Booke.
VVhen sturdy Marches stormes are ouerblowneAnd Aprill, gentle show'rs are slidden downe
To close the windchapt earth, succeeding May
Enters her month, whose earely breaking day
Calls Ladies from their hasty beds to view
Sweet Maias pride, and the discolour'd hiew
Of dewy-brested Flora, in her bower
Where euery hand hath leaue to picke the flowre
Her fancy likes, wherewith to be possest,
Vntill it fade, and wither in her brest.
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