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MONTAGU But, oh, those orbs—too wildly bright—

No more eclipse thine own,

And never shall I find the light

Of days forever flown!

APOLLO

MONTAGU

Katherine of Arragon

In gray Kimbolton dwelt,

A joyous bride, ere bluff King Hal

At Bullen's footstool knelt.

Still in her haughty Spanish eyes

Their childhood's lustre shone,

That lit with love two royal hearts,

And won the English throne.

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