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Section 68
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1Ben.
2Madam, an houre before the worshipt Sun
3Peer'd forth the golden window of the East,
4A troubled mind draue me to walke abroad,
5Where vnderneath the groue of Sycamour,
6That West‑ward rooteth from this City side:
7So earely walking did I see your Sonne:
8Towards him I made, but he was ware of me,