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[Was it a forme, a gate, a grace]

Was it a forme, a gate, a grace

Was it a forme, a gate, a grace, was it their sweetnes, meerely? was it the Heav'n of a bright face, that made me love so deerly? was it a skin of silk and snow, that soule and sences wounded? was't any of these, or all of these, whereon my faith was founded? ah no! 'twas a

far deeper part then all the rest that won me; 'twas a fair cloath'd, but feigning heart, I lov'd, and has undone me.