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No days such honored days as these! When yet / Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide / For some fair thing which should forever bide / On earth, her beauteous memory to set / In fitting frame that no age could forget, / Her name in lovely April's name did hide, / And leave it there, eternally allied / To all the fairest flowers Spring did beget. / And when fair Aphrodite passed from earth, / Her shrines forgotten and her feasts of mirth, / A holier symbol still in seal and sign, / Sweet April took, of kingdom most divine, / When Christ ascended, in the time of birth / Of spring anemones, in Palestine.