Thou art not fair for all thy red and white,
For all those rosy ornaments in thee,-
Thou art not sweet, though made of mere delight,
Nor fair, nor sweet, unless thou pity me.
I will not soothe thy fancies ; thou shalt prove
That beauty is no beauty without love.
- Yet love not me, nor seek not to allure
My thoughts with beauty, were it more divine :
Thy smiles and kisses I cannot endure,
I'll not be wrapped up in those arms of thine :
- Now show it, if thou be a woman right,
Embrace and kiss and love me in despite!
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