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Then call'd he vp the winged Mercury,
(The mighty Messenger of Gods enrold,)
And bad him hither hastily to hie;
Whō tended by her Nymphes he should behold,
(Like Pearles ycouched all in shining gold)
And euen with that, frō pleasant slumbring sleepe,
(Desiring much these wonders to vnfold)
I wakening, when Aurora gan to peepe,
Depriu'd so soone of my sweet Dreame, gan almost weepe.
The Conclusion.
Thus, sacred Virgin, Muse of chastitie,
This difference is betwixt the Moone and thee:
She shines by Night; but thou by Day do'st shine
Shee Monthly changeth; thou dost nere decline:
And as the Sunne, to her, doth lend his light,
So hee, by thee, is onely made so bright:
Yet neither Sun, nor Moone, thou canst be named,
Because thy light hath both their beauties shamed:
Then, since an heauenly Name doth thee befall,
Thou VIRGO art: (if any Signe at all).
FINIS.
