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SONNET XCVI.
[The sunne in Pisces, Venus did intende]
The sunne in Pisces, Venus did intendeTo see sicke Flora, whose soyle (since by kinde
Tytan to th' Antipod's his beames resign'de)
No pleasant flowers to welcome her did sende,
To whom for neede, Parthenophe did lende
(At natures suite) rich Helioch rise, which shyn'de
In her fayre heare, white lillyes which combyn'de
Which her high-smoothed browes, which bent, loue bende:
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From her cleare cheekes, and from her lippes sweet roases:
Thus Venus paradice, was made deuine
VVhich such as nature in my Ladye cloases.
Then since with her loues Queene was glorified,
VVhy was not my sweet Lady diefied?
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