APRIL
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But fairest Psyche still in favour rose,
Nor knew the jealous power against her sworn:
And more her beauty now surpass’t her foe’s,
Since ’twas transfigured by the spirit forlorn,
That writeth, to the perfecting of grace,
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But fairest Psyche still in favour rose,
Nor knew the jealous power against her sworn:
And more her beauty now surpass’t her foe’s,
Since ’twas transfigured by the spirit forlorn,
That writeth, to the perfecting of grace,