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Because He loves Her
We will pry and see if she is fair
What difference is on her Face
From Features others wear.

It will not harm her magic pace
That we so far behind—
Her Distances propitiate
As Forests touch the Wind

Not hoping for his notice vast
But nearer to adore
'Tis Glory's far sufficiency
That makes our trying poor.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 11:28 AM | Viewed: 6697 times

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