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1. Straine. Song 2.

The faery beame upon you,
The starres to glister on you;
A Moone of light,
In the noone of night,
Till the Fire-drake hath or'e gon you.
The wheele of fortune guide you,
The Boy with the bow beside you;
Runne aye in the way,
Till the bird of day,
And the luckier lot betide you.