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Now by the softnesse of thy noble care,Reason, and Light, my lov'd Companions are;I may too, ere this Moone be lost, refineMy bloud, and bathe my Temples with thy Wine:And then, know my Endimion (thou, whose nameTo'th World example is, Musick to Fame)I'le trie if Art, and Nature, able beFrom the whole strength, and stock of Poesie,To pay thee my large debts; such as the pooreIn open Blushes, hidden Hearts restore.

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