He
that loves a rosy cheek
Or a coral lip admires, Or
from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires; As
old Time makes these decay, So
his flames must waste away. But
a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts
with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where
these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes. |
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