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e making speedy way through spersed ayre,And through the world of waters wide and deepe,To Morpheus house doth hastily repaire. 345Amid the bowels of the earth full steepe,And low, where dawning day doth never peepe,His dwelling is; there Tethys[*] his wet bedDoth ever wash, and Cynthia[*] still doth steepeIn silver deaw his ever-drouping hed, 350Whiles sad Night over him her mantle black doth spred.
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