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Elegie. XVII. |
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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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[CW: Are] |