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that other time. Again she moaned, and put up her hand

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Good visions in the air,- whence will befal,

that other time. Again she moaned, and put up her hand

As say these sages, health perpetual

that other time. Again she moaned, and put up her hand

To shepherds and their flocks; and furthermore,

that other time. Again she moaned, and put up her hand

In Dian's face they read the gentle lore:

Therefore for her these vesper-carols are.

Our friends will all be there from nigh and far.

Many upon thy death have ditties made;

And many, even now, their foreheads shade

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