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From Hymns of Astrĉa , 1599 Of Astrĉa Early before the day doth spring L et us awake , my muse , and sing , It is no time to slumber ; So many joys this time doth bring A s time will fail to number . But whereto shall we bend our lays ?
From Hymns of Astrĉa , 1599 Of Astrĉa Early before the day doth spring L et us awake , my muse , and sing , It is no time to slumber ; So many joys this time doth bring A s time will fail to number . But whereto shall we bend our lays ?
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40 Spring , the sweet spring , is the year's pleasant king ; Then blooms each thing , then maids dance in a ring , Cold doth not sting , the pretty birds do sing : Cuckoo , jug - jug , pu - we , to - witta - woo !
40 Spring , the sweet spring , is the year's pleasant king ; Then blooms each thing , then maids dance in a ring , Cold doth not sting , the pretty birds do sing : Cuckoo , jug - jug , pu - we , to - witta - woo !
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And yet no greater , but more eminent , Love by the spring is grown ; As in the firmament , Stars by the sun are not enlarged , but shown . Gentle love - deeds , as blossoms on a bough , From love's awakened root do bud out now .
And yet no greater , but more eminent , Love by the spring is grown ; As in the firmament , Stars by the sun are not enlarged , but shown . Gentle love - deeds , as blossoms on a bough , From love's awakened root do bud out now .
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