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If as the windes and waters here below Do flie and flow,
My sighs and tears as busy were above; Sure they would move And much affect thee, as tempestuous times Amaze poore mortals, and object their crimes
Starres have their storms, ev'n ...

In the country, the trees
Under the weight of the
That is falling in huge drops, under the name cheater,
For it brings a second night

I Ran to the forest for shelter,
Breathless, half sobbing;
I put my arms round a tree,
Pillowed my head against the rough bark