oCyprian Venus, still my verses vow:Who Gifts, as sweete as honey doth bestowOn all Mortality. That euer smiles;And rules a face, that all foes reconciles.Euer sustaining in her hand, a Flowre,That all desire keepes, euer in her Powre.Haile then O Queene of well-built Salamine,And all the state, that Cyprus doth confine:Informe my song, with that celestiall fire,That in thy beauties, kindles all desire.So shall my Muse, for euer honour Thee,And any other, thou commend'st to Me.
o Cyprian Venus, still my verses vow:Who Gifts, as sweete as honey doth bestowOn all Mortality. That euer smiles;And rules a face, that all foes reconciles.Euer sustaining in her hand, a Flowre,That all desire keepes, euer in her Powre.Haile then O Queene of well-built Salamine,And all the state, that Cyprus doth confine:Informe my song, with that celestiall fire,That in thy beauties, kindles all desire.So shall my Muse, for euer honour Thee,And any other, thou commend'st to Me._-_fleuron_type_2.png)
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o Cyprian Venus, still my verses vow:Who Gifts, as sweete as honey doth bestowOn all Mortality. That euer smiles;And rules a face, that all foes reconciles.Euer sustaining in her hand, a Flowre,That all desire keepes, euer in her Powre.Haile then O Queene of well-built Salamine,And all the state, that Cyprus doth confine:Informe my song, with that celestiall fire,That in thy beauties, kindles all desire.So shall my Muse, for euer honour Thee,And any other, thou commend'st to Me.