after Nilus invndation, / Infinite shapes of creatures men do fynd, / Informed in the mud, on which the Sunne hath shynd.
Sweete Loue, that doth his golding wings embay / In bleſſed Nectar, and pure Pleaſures well[…].
He rose up early on the morrow, and thrust the fleece together, and wringed the dew out of the fleece.
Lew, a thatched hurdle, supported by sticks, and set up in a field to screen lambs, etc. from the wind.
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