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Why doth heauen beare a Sunne
To giue the world an heate?
Why there haue starres a seate?
On earth (when all is donne)
Parthenophes bright Sunne
Doth giue a greater heate.

And in her heauen there bee
Such faire bright blazing starres,
Which still make open warres
With those in heauens degree:
These starres farre brighter bee
Then brightest of heauens starres.

Why doth earth bring forth Roses ,
Violettes , or Lillyes
Or bright Daffadylies:
In her cleare cheekes she cloases
Sweet Damaske Roses ,
In her necke white Lillyes.

Violettes in her vaynes:
Why do men sacrifice
Incense to dieties?
Her breathe more fauour gaines,
And pleaseth heauenly vaynes,
More then rich sacrifice.
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