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Heaven weeps above the earth all night till morn, / In darkness weeps, as all ashamed to weep, / Because the earth hath made her state forlorn / With selfwrought evils of unnumbered years, / And doth the fruit of her dishonour reap. / And all the day heaven gathers back her tears / Into her own blue eyes so clear and deep, / And showering down the glory of lightsome day, / Smiles on the earth's worn brow to win her if she may.