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...Amongst the shady leaves, their sweet abode, And their true loves without suspicion tell abroad. Right in the middest of that Paradise There stood a stately mount, on whose round top A gloomy grove of myrtle trees did rise, Whose shady boughs sharp steel did never lop, Nor wicked beasts their tender...

...Amongst the shady leaves, their sweet abode, And their true loves without suspicion tell abroad. Right in the middest of that paradise There stood a stately mount, on whose round top A gloomy grove of myrtle trees did rise, Whose shady boughs sharp steel did never lop, Nor wicked beasts their tender...

...Emongst the shady leaves, their sweet abode, And their trew loves without suspition tell abrocle. Right in the middest of that Paradise There stood a stately...gloomy grove of mirtle trees did rise, Whose shady boughcs sharp steele did never lop, Nor wicked bcastcs their tender buds did crop, But like a girlond...

...the shady leaves, their sweet abode, And their true loves without suspicion tell abroad. XLIII. Right in the middest of that Paradise There stood a stately mount, on whose round top A gloomy grove of myrtle trees did rise, Whose shady boughs sharp steel did never lop, Nor wicked beasts their tender...

...the shady leaves, their sweet abode, And then: trew loves without suspitiou tell abrode. xLin. Right in the middest of that Paradise There stood a stately...like a girlond compassed the hight, And from their fruitfull sydes sweet gum did drop, That all the ground, with pretious deaw bedight, Threw forth most...

...Amongst the shady leaves (their sweet abode). And their true loves without suspicion tell abroad. Right in the middest of that paradise There stood a stately mount, on whose round top A gloomy grove of myrtle trees did rise. Whose shady boughs sharp steel did never lop, Nor wicked beasts their tender...

...Amongst the shady leaves their sweet abode, And their true loves without suspicion tell abroad. Right in the middest of that Paradise There stood a stately mount, on whose round top A gloomy grove of myrtle trees did rise, Whose shady boughs sharp steel did never lop, Nor wicked beasts their tender...

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...abode, And their trew loves without suspition tell nbrodu. Right in the midclest of that Paradise 4; There stood a stately Mount, on whose round top A...compassed the hight ; And from their fruitful! sydes sweet guru did drop, That all the ground, with pretious deaw bedight, Threw forth most dainty odours and...