Round a round keep your ring to the glorious Sunne, we sing Hoe! hoe! he that weares the flaming rayes, and the Imperiall Crowne of Bayes, him with him, with shoutes and songs we praise hoe! that in his bountie would vouchsafe, to grace the humble Syluans and their shaggy race.
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