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Subject : Foundation Of Literature
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By: Philip Massinger
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Welcome, thrice welcome to this shady green,
Our long-wished Cynthia, the forest's queen!
The trees begin to bud, the glad birds sing
In winter, changed by her into the spring.
We know no night,
Perpetual light
Dawns from your eye:
You being near,
We cannot fear,
Though death stood by.
From you our swords take edge, our hearts grow bold;
From you in fee their lives your liegemen hold.
These groves your kingdom, and our laws your will;
Smile and we spare; but if you frown, we kill.
Bless then the hour
That gives the power
In which you may,
At bed and board,
Embrace your lord
Both night and day.
Welcome, thrice welcome to this shady green,
Our long-wished Cynthia, the forest's queen!
Summary:
I think this poem talk about the forest which finishes day after day. And there are no again the beautiful trees and the birds sing because winter will be change with spring. In spring, no night and there is only light and they having brave to face on. And there someone whose very angry with the king until he want to kill him if he frown but fortunately he get bless then the hour and he may only at bed. It so embarrassed the lord.
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