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[Deer, throw that Flatt'ring Glass away]
[I]
Deer, throw that Flatt'ring Glass away,I have two truer for your turn;
These Eyes I mean, wherein you may
See how you blaze, and how I burn.
II
Ah! could you but as plainly thereMy Faith as your owne Face descry,
You'ld gaze your self no other where,
And burn (perhaps) as well as I.
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