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Poem 96

SHe tooke him streight full pitiously lamenting,
And wrapt him in her smock:
She wrapt him softly, all the while repenting,
That he the fly did mock.
She drest his wound and it embaulmed wel
With salue of soueraigne might:
And then she bath’d him in a dainty well
The well of deare delight.
Who would not oft be stung as this,
To be so bath’d in Venus blis.


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Poem Poem 96 - Edmund Spenser