12 HEART ( HUGH ROBINSON )
Accipe quod facio , Princeps sanctissima , munus ; Hoc pietate tua motus tibi corculum libens do , Et sacrum dico , sed te melius divite copia . Deus supremus donet e nebulis pluens Quale ferunt Danaes amore perculsum Jovem 5 Misisse flumine , quod potest vel superare Tagum Quibus et stulta Midas alluit vota Rex Phrygiae , cunctis fabula nota satis . Qualis post hyemem verna redit dies , Lenis et flatus Zephyri videt , si 10 Quando membra labor vimque resolvit , Augusta Princeps , talis huc redibis . Sic , credo , Phoebeum iubar Longa nube relucens Quisque laetior aspicit ; 15 O , des gaudia plurima Nosque redde beatos .
Accept , most sacred Princess , the gift I make ; moved by your piety , I willingly give you this little heart , and I speak of it as sacred , but speak better , with rich abundance , of you . May God most high , raining from the clouds , give you such a gift as they say Jove , smitten with love for Danae , sent in a stream , which could surpass even the Tagus , in which also Midas washed his foolish prayers , Midas the king of Phrygia – a story well enough known to all . Just as after winter the spring day returns , and sees the breezes of gentle Zephyr , whenever toil releases limbs and strength , even so , august Princess , will you return here . Just so , I believe , each man looks more joyfully upon the morning star of Phoebus , gleaming from a long cloud . O may you grant very many joys , and make us blessed .
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