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Ceres, most bounteous Lady, thy rich LeasCeres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leasTem IV.i.60
Of Wheate, Rye, Barley, Fetches, Oates and Pease;Of wheat, rye, barley, fetches, oats, and pease;Tem IV.i.61
Thy Turphie-Mountaines, where liue nibling Sheepe,Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,Tem IV.i.62
And flat Medes thetchd with Stouer, them to keepe:And flat meads thatched with stover, them to keep;Tem IV.i.63
Thy bankes with pioned, and twilled brimsThy banks with pioned and twilled brims,Tem IV.i.64
Which spungie Aprill, at thy hest betrims;Which spongy April at thy hest betrims,Tem IV.i.65
To make cold Nymphes chast crownes; & thy broome-groues;To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom-groves,Tem IV.i.66
Whose shadow the dismissed Batchelor loues,Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves,Tem IV.i.67
Being lasse-lorne: thy pole-clipt vineyard,Being lass-lorn: thy pole-clipt vineyard,Tem IV.i.68
And thy Sea-marge stirrile, and rockey-hard,And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky-hard,Tem IV.i.69
Where thou thy selfe do'st ayre, the Queene o'th Skie,Where thou thyself dost air – the queen o'th' sky,Tem IV.i.70
Whose watry Arch, and messenger, am I.Whose wat'ry arch and messenger am I,Tem IV.i.71
Bids thee leaue these, & with her soueraigne grace,Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign graceTem IV.i.72
Here on this grasse-plot, in this very placeHere on this grass-plot, in this very place,Tem IV.i.73
To come, and sport: here Peacocks flye amaine:To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain.Tem IV.i.74
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertaine.Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.Tem IV.i.75
A contract of true Loue, to celebrate,A contract of true love to celebrate,Tem IV.i.84
And some donation freely to estateAnd some donation freely to estateTem IV.i.85
On the bles'd Louers.On the blest lovers.Tem IV.i.86.1
Of her societieOf her societyTem IV.i.91.2
Be not afraid: I met her deitieBe not afraid. I met her deityTem IV.i.92
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos: and her SonCutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her sonTem IV.i.93
Doue-drawn with her: here thought they to haue doneDove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have doneTem IV.i.94
Some wanton charme, vpon this Man and Maide,Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,Tem IV.i.95
Whose vowes are, that no bed-right shall be paidWhose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paidTem IV.i.96
Till Hymens Torch be lighted: but in vaine,Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain.Tem IV.i.97
Marses hot Minion is returnd againe,Mars's hot minion is returned again;Tem IV.i.98
Her waspish headed sonne, has broke his arrowes,Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,Tem IV.i.99
Swears he will shoote no more, but play with Sparrows,Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows,Tem IV.i.100
And be a Boy right out.And be a boy right out.Tem IV.i.101.1
You Nimphs cald Nayades of y windring brooks,You nymphs, called Naiades, of the windring brooks,Tem IV.i.128
With your sedg'd crownes, and euer-harmelesse lookes,With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,Tem IV.i.129
Leaue your crispe channels, and on this green-LandLeave your crisp channels, and on this green landTem IV.i.130
Answere your summons, Iuno do's command.Answer your summons; Juno does command.Tem IV.i.131
Come temperate Nimphes, and helpe to celebrateCome temperate nymphs, and help to celebrateTem IV.i.132
A Contract of true Loue: be not too late.A contract of true love. Be not too late.Tem IV.i.133
You Sun-burn'd Sicklemen of August weary,You sunburned sicklemen, of August weary,Tem IV.i.134
Come hether from the furrow, and be merry,Come hither from the furrow, and be merry.Tem IV.i.135
Make holly day: your Rye-straw hats put on,Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on,Tem IV.i.136
And these fresh Nimphes encounter euery oneAnd these fresh nymphs encounter every oneTem IV.i.137
In Country footing.In country footing.Tem IV.i.138
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