sought backe to turne againe;
For light she hated as the deadly bale,
Ay wont in desert to remaine,
Where plain none might her see, nor she see any plaine.
For light she hated as the deadly bale,
Ay wont in desert to remaine,
Where plain none might her see, nor she see any plaine.
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