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To ERANTINA.
NOr there where as the yoaked restles Horse
With Phaeton begins their wonted race,
and leads their Lord throughout the lift perfor••••
To circumgire the Earth into each place.
Nor there where as the hot and fyrie face,
The burning beames of Phaebus bright appeare,
When hee diuyds the day in equall space
With glorious rayes in his meridian Spheare.
Nor there, whereas Apollo proude, for feare
Our comming night, his lingering should control••
With speedie pace from our Horizon heare,
Is headlong hurl'd to view th'antarticke Pole.
Nor no where els can any match at all
be found to her; whose vertues makes me thrall.
Tu mihi sola places.