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VENUS and ADONIS.
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There shall not be one minute in an hour,
Wherein I will not kiss my sweet Loves flower.
Wherein I will not kiss my sweet Loves flower.
Thus weary of the world, away she hies,
And yokes her silver Doves, by whose swift aid
Their Mistress mounted, through the empty skies
In her light Chariot quickly is convey'd,
Holding their course to Paphos, where their Queen
Means to immure her self, and not be seen.
And yokes her silver Doves, by whose swift aid
Their Mistress mounted, through the empty skies
In her light Chariot quickly is convey'd,
Holding their course to Paphos, where their Queen
Means to immure her self, and not be seen.
FINIS.
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