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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,