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THE LADY COURTESY
Whence art thou, O thou Lady Courtesy?
What strain illustrious hath given thee birth?
Was a High-King thy father? Did our earth
Give a High-Queen the grace of bearing thee?
What court hath reared thee, so exceedingly
Beautiful in transcendency of worth
That shames the praise whose fulness is but dearth.
Tell us thy lineage and thine own country.
What strain illustrious hath given thee birth?
Was a High-King thy father? Did our earth
Give a High-Queen the grace of bearing thee?
What court hath reared thee, so exceedingly
Beautiful in transcendency of worth
That shames the praise whose fulness is but dearth.
Tell us thy lineage and thine own country.
Love is my father, Charity my mother.
Of these great two-in-one begotten and borne,
I came to earth with song o' the sons of morn,
Whose sister am I; and each, beloved brother.
Yea, I am of a Court unearthly fair;
All-courteous God hath presence-chamber there.
Of these great two-in-one begotten and borne,
I came to earth with song o' the sons of morn,
Whose sister am I; and each, beloved brother.
Yea, I am of a Court unearthly fair;
All-courteous God hath presence-chamber there.
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