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Two Bookes of Ayres:
The First Booke
IX.
by Thomas Campion.
Most sweet and pleasing are thy wayes, O God,
Like Meadowes deckt with Christall streames and flowers :
Thy paths no foote prophane hath euer trod :
Nor hath the proud man rested in thy Bowers :
There liues no Vultur, no deuouring Beare,
But onely Doues and Lambs are harbor'd there.
The Wolfe his young ones to their prey doth guide ;
The Foxe his Cubbs with false deceit endues ;
The Lyons Whelpe suckes from his Damme his pride ;
In hers the Serpent malice doth infuse :
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The darksome Desart all such beasts contaynes,
Not one of them in Paradice remaynes.
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