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Epithalamium.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Epithalamium.

1.
Oh look anon, if in the seeded sky
You misse no stars, here I did spy
Two gliding by.

2.
Did not thy trembling sence mistake the shine?
Which from the flaming marriage Pine
Shot like divine.

1.
No, no, oh no, within his stock of light
Hymen was never half so bright;

2.
Behold the Nuptial Train
Come smiling back again;
Hymen, hold up thy Torch.


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1.
Now, now I see:
The Virgin Bride, fair Willoughby,
From whose fair eyes
This day did rise,

2.
Whilst her chast blushing strowes
Fresh Roses on the morning as she goes.

1.
What Musick have they?

2.
None,
But what's the Bridegroomes owne:
See where he follows to supply
All that a well tun'd ear
Can wish to hear,
Being himself a walking Harmony.

Chorus.
Heaven on this Payr drop all the joyes
Of Love, Health, Fortune, Pleasure, Boyes.