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A Chapletgarland of flowers for the head on her head she wore, hey hoe the Chaplet: Of sweet Violets therein was store, (20) she’s sweeter then the Violet. My Sheepe did leaue their wontedaccustomed food, hey hoe silly Sheepe: And gaz’d on her as they were wood, woodvvood as he that did them keepe.

(25) As the Bony-lasse passed by, hey hoe Bony-lasse: Shee roldrolled at me with glauncingdarting a look eye, as cleare as the Christall-glasse. All as the Sunnie-beame so bright, (30) hey hoe the Sun-beame: Glaunceth from Phoebus face forth right, so loue into my hart did streame.

Or as the thunder cleauescuts asunder the clouds, hey hoe the thunder: (35) Wherein the lightsome leuin shroudsbright lightening shrouds, hides itself , so cleauescuts asunder my soule a-sunder. Or as Dame Cinthias siluer ray, hey hoe the moone-light: Vpon the glistering wauevvaue doth play, (40) such play is a pitteous plighta state of affairs to be pitied .

The glaunce into my hart did glide, hey hoe the glider: There-with my soule was sharply gridepierced , such wounds soone wexenwaxen, increase gradually in size and strength (of pain) wider. (45) Hasting to raunchpluck, pull the arrow out, hey hoe Perigot: I left the head in my hart rooteinmost heart , it was a desperateto be despaired of, incurable shot.

There it ranklethfestered aye more and more, (50) hey hoe the arrow:

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