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 And though the shady gloom Had given day her room,
 * The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed,

And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame,
 * The new-enlighten'd world no more should need,

He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright Throne, or burning Axletree could bear.

The Shepherds on the Lawn, Or ere the point of dawn,
 * Sate simply chatting in a rustick row;

Full little thought they than, That the mighty Pan
 * Was kindly come to live with them below;

Perhaps their loves, or els their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busie keep.

When such musick sweet Their hearts and ears did greet,
 * As never was by mortal finger strook,

Divinely-warbled voice Answering the stringed noise,
 * As all their souls in blissful rapture took:

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