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Five years have passed, five summers, with the length
'Twas on a lofty vase's side,
With some pot-fury, ravish'd from their wit,
Poor cows, poor sheep,
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days,
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd,
Al nist by the rose, rose,