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As sweet as the look of a lover / Saluting the eyes of a maid, / That blossom to blue as the maid / Is ablush to the glances above her, / The sunshine is gilding the glade / And lifting the lark out of shade.
Sing therefore high praises, and therefore / Sing songs that are ancient as gold, / Of Earth in her garments of gold; / Nor ask of their meaning, nor wherefore / They charm as of yore, for behold! / The Earth is as fair as of old.