| Say, Love if ever thou didst find
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| A woman with a constant mind
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| None but one
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| And what should that rare mirror be Some goddess or some queen is she
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| She and only she
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| She only queen of love and beauty
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| But could thy fiery poison’d dart
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| At no time touch her spotless heart
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| Nor come near?
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| She is not subject to Love’s bow
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| Her eye commands, her heart saith 'No
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| No and only no One no another still doth follow
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| How might I that fair wonder know
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| That mocks desire with endless no See the moon
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| That ever in one change doth grow
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| Yet still the same and she is so So and only so From Heav’n her virtues she doth borrow
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| To her then yield thy shafts and bow
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| That can command affections so Love is free
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| So are her thoughts that vanquish thee
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| There is no queen of love but she
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| She and only she
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| She only queen of love and beauty |