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 Upholds the flow'ry body of the earth, In sacred harmony, and every birth Of men, and actions, makes legitimate, Being us'd aright; the use of time is fate.

Yet did the gentle flood transfer, once more, This prize of love home to his father's shore; Where he unlades himself of that false wealth That makes few rich; treasures compos'd by stealth. And to his sister, kind Hermione, Who on the shore kneel'd praying to the sea For his return, he all Love's goods did show, In Hero seised for him, in him for Hero.

His most kind sister all his secrets knew, And to her, singing, like a shower he flew, Sprinkling the earth, that to their tombs took in Streams dead for love, to leave his ivory skin, Which yet a snowy foam did leave above, As soul to the dead water that did love; And from thence did the first white roses spring, (For love is sweet and fair in every thing,) And all the sweeten'd shore, as he did go, Was crown'd with od'rous roses, white as snow.