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THE DAY ESTIVAL;
The misty rock, the clouds of rain
From tops of mountains skails;
Clear are the highest hills, and plain;
The vapour takes the vales.
From tops of mountains skails;
Clear are the highest hills, and plain;
The vapour takes the vales.
Begaried is the sapphire pend
With spraings of scarlet hue,
And preciously, from end to end,
Damasked white and blue.
With spraings of scarlet hue,
And preciously, from end to end,
Damasked white and blue.
The ample heaven, of fabric sure,
In clearness does surpass
The chrystal and the silver pure,
Or clearest polished glass.
In clearness does surpass
The chrystal and the silver pure,
Or clearest polished glass.
The time so tranquill is and still,
That no where shall ye find,
Save on a high and barren hill,
An air of passing wind.
That no where shall ye find,
Save on a high and barren hill,
An air of passing wind.
All trees and simples great and small
That balmy leaf do bear,
Nor they were painted on a wall
No more they move or stir.
That balmy leaf do bear,
Nor they were painted on a wall
No more they move or stir.
Calm is the deep and purpour sea,
Yea smoother nor the sand;
The wallis, that weltering wont to be,
Are stable like the land.
Yea smoother nor the sand;
The wallis, that weltering wont to be,
Are stable like the land.
