"Caelica, I overnight was finely used, Lodg'd in the midst of paradise, your Heart: Kind thoughts had charge I might not be refused, Of every fruit and flower I had part.But curious Knowledge, blowne with busie flame, The sweetest fruits had in downe shadowes hidden, And for it found mine eyes had seene the same, I from my paradise was straight forbidden.Where that Curre, Rumor, runnes in every place, Barking with Care, begotten out of feare; And glassy Honour, tender of Disgrace, Stands Ceraphin to see I come not there; While that fine soyle, which all these joyes did yeeld, By broken fence is prov'd a common field."
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