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 The water Nymphs, that in the bottome playd Held up their pearled writs and tooke her in, Bearing her traite to aged Nereus hall Who piteous of her woes reatd her lanke head, And gave her to his daughters to imbathe In nectar'd lavers trewd with aphodil, And through the porch, and inlet of each ene Dropt in ambroial oyles till he reviv'd, And underwent a quicke, immortal change Made goddee of the river; till he retaines Her maiden gentlenee, and oft at eve Viits the herds along the twilight meadows, Helping all urchin blats, and ill lucke ignes That the hrewd medling elfe delights to make, Which he with precious viold liquors heales. For which the hepheards at their fetivalls Carroll her goodnee lowd in ruticke layes, And throw weet garland wreaths into her treame Of pancies, pinks, and gaudie daffadills. And, as the old Swaine aid, he can unlocke The claping charme, and thaw the numming pell, If he be right invok't in warbled Song, For maidenhood he loves, and will be wift To aid a virgin uch as was her elfe In hard beetting need, this will I trie And adde the power of ome adjuring vere.


 * Sabrina faire
 * Liten where thou art itting
 * Vnder the glasie, coole, tranlucent wave,
 * In twisted braids of lillies knitting

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