| Queen and huntress, chaste and fair
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| Now the sun is laid to sleep
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| Seated in thy silver chair
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| State in wonted manner keep:
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| Hesperus entreats thy light
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| Hesperus entreats thy light
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| Goddess, goddess excellently bright
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| Earth, let not thy envious shade
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| Dare itself to interpose;
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| Cynthia’s shining orb was made
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| Heav’n to clear when day did close:
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| Bless us then with wishèd sight
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| Bless us then with wishèd sight
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| Goddess excellently bright
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| Lay thy bow of pearl apart
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| And thy crystal shining quiver;
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| Give unto the flying hart
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| Space to breathe, how short so-ever:
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| Thou that mak’st a day of night
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| Thou that mak’st a day of night
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| Thou that mak’st
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| Goddess, goddess, goddess, goddess excellently bright |