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Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wishèd sight, Goddess excellently bright. -Ben Johnson (1572-1637), Hymn to Diana, from Cynthia's Revels |
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