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To CASTARA.
Stay under the kinde shadow of this treeCastara, and protect thy selfe and me
From the Sunnes rayes. Which shew the grace of Kings,
A dangerous warmth with too much favour brings.
How happy in this shade the humble Vine
Doth 'bout some taller tree her selfe intwine,
And so growes fruitefull: teaching us her fate
Doth beare more sweetes, though Cedars beare more state:
Behold Adonis in yand' purple flowre,
T'was Venus love: That dew, the briny showre,
His coynesse wept, while strugling yet alive:
Now he repents and gladly would revive,
By th' vertue of your chaste & powerfull charmes,
To play the modest wanton in your armes.
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