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Farewell too fair, Time stands still, Behold a wonder here, Daphne was not so chaste, Me me and none but me, When Phoebus first did Daphne love, Say love if ever thou didst find, Flow not so fast ye fountains, What if I never speed, Love your ears to my sorrow, By a fountain where I lay, O what hath overwrought, Farewell unkind, Weep you no more sad fountains, Fie on this feigning, I must complain, It was a time when silly bees, The lowest trees have tops, What poor astronomers are they, Come when I call