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Of waters, brooks, of birds and fowls,
 That gave a clamorous sound:

Whose banks were all embroidered
 With flowers of variant hue,
Some red, some green, and some again
 Red, yellow, and some blue.

And there besides, clear rivers from
 So lively fountains ran,
Where then upon the cold fresh herbs
 The sun to shine began.

There also was a shadow thick
 Of trees both high and fair,
Out of the which there did come out
 A sweet and breathing air.

And after, when the winter tide
 Does make the season cold,
Yet there the sun so does his flames
 Most temperately unfold;

And so does make the place and ground,
 And meats, almost lew-warm,
That there an idleness all slow,
 Does simple hearts encharm.—