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A Welcome
WELCOME, welcome! do I sing,
Far more welcome than the spring;
He that parteth from you never
Shall enjoy a spring for ever.


He that to the voice is near
Breaking from your iv'ry pale,
Need not walk abroad to hear
The delightful nightingale.

Welcome, welcome, then.
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He that looks still on your eyes,
Though the winter have begun
To benumb our arteries,
Shall not want the summer's sun.

Welcome, welcome, then.
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He that still may see your cheeks,
Where all rareness still reposes,
Is a fool if e'er he seeks
Other lilies, other roses.

Welcome, welcome, then.
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He to whom your soft lip yields,
And perceives your breath in kissing,
All the odours of the fields
Never, never shall be missing.

Welcome, welcome, then.
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He that question would anew
What fair Eden was of old,
Let him rightly study you,
And a brief of that behold.

Welcome, welcome, then.
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Written by: William Browne

Book: Shattered Sighs