That muche is my bowe bent to shoote at these marks,And kyll feare, when the sky falth we shall haue larks.
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That muche is my bowe bent to shoote at these marks, And kyll feare, when the sky falth we shall haue larks.
First the high palme-trees, with braunches faire, Out of the lowly vallies did arise, And high shoote up their heads into the skyes.
Edmund Spenser