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(1226)But as the earth doth weep, the sun being set, (1227)
Each flower moisten'd like a melting eye; (1228)
Even so the maid with swelling drops gan wet (1229)
Her circled eyne, enforced by sympathy (1230)
Of those fair suns set in her mistress' sky,
(1231)
Who in a salt-waved ocean quench their light, (1232)
Which makes the maid weep like the dewy night.