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THE silent night that bringes the quiet pawse, From painefull travailes of the wearie day,
Prolonges my           thoughtes, and makes me blame The slowe Aurora, that so for love or shame
Doth long delay to shewe her blushing face;
* This play we are told by the printer of the second Edition was first acted at the Inner-Temple, and afterwards before Queen Eli
zabeth.