Sommer. Iulie.
Now the sunne hath reared vp his siluer footed teame, Making his wayte betweene the cup and golden Diademe. The rampant Lyon hunts he fast, with doggs of noysome breath,
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Now the sunne hath reared vp his siluer footed teame, Making his wayte betweene the cup and golden Diademe. The rampant Lyon hunts he fast, with doggs of noysome breath,