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No Beauty without Love.

[I]

Thou art not fayre for all thy red and white,
For all those Rosie ornaments in thee.
Thou art not sweet nor made of meer delight,
Nor fair, nor sweet unless thou pity mee.
I will not, smooth thy fancy, thou shalt prove
That Beauty is no Beauty without Love.

II

Yet love not me, nor seek thou to allure
My thoughts with beauty, were it now divine;
Thy smiles and kisses I cannot indure,
I'le not be wrapt up in those armes of thine.
Now shew if thou be a woman right,
Imbrace, and kisse, and love me in dispite.