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Their harts she ghesseth by their humble guise, And yieldes her to extremitie of time; So from the ground she fearlesse doth arise, And walketh forth without suspect of crime:° They all as glad, as birdes of joyous Prime, Thence lead her forth, about her dauncing round, Shouting, and singing all a shepheards ryme, And with greene braunches strowing all the ground, Do worship her, as Queene, with olive° girlond cround.