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Thoas Capion

There is a gardenher face,

Where roses and white lilies grow;

A heavenly paradise is that pce,

Where all pleasant fruits do flow.

There cherries grow whione ay buy,

Till‘Cherry-ripetheselves do cry.

Those cherries fairly do enclose

Of orient pearl a double row,

Which when her lovely ughter shows,