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Vnto the solempne and royall mancyon

Of dame nature in humayne stede

Ryght pleasaunt was her habytacyon

Of merueylous werke and sytuacyon

And she her selfe helde her estate

In a gloryous chaumbre without chekmate

cc .iii.

 Her towre was gylted full of sonne bemys

And within hanged with cloth of aras

The roof was paynted with golden stremys

And lyke crystall depured was

Euery wyndowe aboute of glas

Where that she sat as a fayre goddes

All thynges creatynge by her besynes

 Me thought she was of merueylous beaute

Tyll that Dyscrecyon lede me behynde

Where that I sawe all the pryuyte

Of her werke and humayne kynde

And at her backe I dyd than fynde

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