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To Her Beauty

If 'beauty' Be the self satisfied pride she bears, Each Fly do wing around her cherubic sweet face, As they; lovers seek what her anonymous covers, And dream them in a transient trace.

When 'beauty', a self possessed pride, you Worn, Each fly does wing around your wilt grace, As what lovers opine, 'how your beauty haste flown; As falls the man in his transient race'.