Prothalamion

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The guests heere to the Bride-house hie.
The goodly Vale of Al’sbury
Sets her sonne (Tame) forth, braue as May,
Vpon the ioyfull Wedding day:

Who, deckt vp, tow’rds his Bride is gone.
So louely Isis comming on,
At Oxford all the Muses meet her,
And with a Prothalamion greet her.

The Nymphs are in the Bridall Bowres,
Some strowing sweets, some sorting flowres:
Where lustie Charwell himselfe raises,
And sings of Riuers, and their praises.
Then Tames his way tow’rd Windsore tends.

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