  INVITING THE INFLUENCE OF A YOUNG LADY IYou wear the morning like your dress And are with mastery crowned; Whenas you walk your loveliness Goes shining all around. Upon your secret, smiling way Such new contents were found, The Dancing Loves made holiday On that delightful ground. IIThen summon April forth, and send Commandment through the flowers; About our woods your grace extend A queen of careless hours. For oh, not Vera veiled in rain, Nor Dian’s sacred Ring, With all her royal nymphs in train Could so lead on the Spring. |
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