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[Transcriptions are not provided for noncanonical poems,
elegies on Donne by other authors, or prose compositions]
Elegie. XVII.
To make the doubt clear, that no woman's true,
Was it my fate to prove it strong in you?
Thought I, but one had breathed purest air,
And must she needs be false, because she's fair?
Is it your beauties mark, or of your youth,
Or your perfection not to study truth?
Or think you heaven is deaf, or hath no eyes,
Or those it hath, smile at your perjuries?

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