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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420356" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Faithful Shepherdess (Monologue)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through yon same bending plain, <br>That flings his arms down to the main, <br>And through these thick woods have I run, <br>Whose bottom never kissed the sun <br>Since the lusty spring began; <br>All to please my master Pan, <br>Have I trotted without rest <br>To get him fruit, for at a feast <br>He entertains this coming night <br>His paramour, the Syrinx bright.- <br>But behold, a fairer sight!<br>By that heavenly form of thine, <br>Brightest fair, thou art divine, <br>Sprung from great immortal race <br>Of the gods; for in they face <br>Shines more awful majesty <br>Than dull weak mortality <br>Dare with misty eyes behold, <br>And live. Therefore on this mold <br>Lowly to I bend my knee <br>In worship of thy deity. <br>Deign it, goddess, from my hand <br>To receive whate'er this land <br>From her fertile womb doth send <br>Of her choice fruits, and but lend belief to that the satyr tells: <br>Fairer by the famous wells <br>To this present day ne'er grew, <br>Never better nor more true. <br>Here be grapes, whose lusty blood <br>Is the learned poets' good, <br>Sweeter yet did never crown <br>The head of Bacchus; nuts more brown <br>Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them. <br>Deign, O fairest fair, to take them! <br>For these black-eyed Dryope <br>Hath oftentimes commanded me <br>With my claspéd knee to climb- <br>See how well the lusty time <br>Hath decked their rising cheeks in red, <br>Such as on your lips is spread! <br>Here be berries for a queen- <br>Some be red, some be green; <br>These are of that luscious meat <br>The great god Pan himself doth eat; <br>All these, and what the woods can yield, <br>The hanging mountain, or the field, <br>I freely offer, and ere long <br>Will bring you more, more sweet and strong, <br>Till when, humbly leave I take, <br>Lest the great Pan do awake, <br>That sleeping lies in a deep glade <br>Under a broad beech's shade. <br>I must go, I must run <br>Swifter than the fiery sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Fletcher">John Fletcher</a><div class=q>
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That flings his arms down to the main, 
And through these thick woods have I run, 
Whose bottom never kissed the sun 
Since the lusty spring began; 
All to please my master Pan, 
Have I trotted without rest 
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