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THE FRECKLES
To others leave
The cunning care of speckles;
Why should'st thou grieve
To have a hundred freckles?
The cunning care of speckles;
Why should'st thou grieve
To have a hundred freckles?
They suit so well,
'Twere sad indeed to miss them,
Or not to tell
The number as I kiss them.
'Twere sad indeed to miss them,
Or not to tell
The number as I kiss them.
If Beauty fails
Her charms and traps to vary
Herself she stales,
And loses the unwary.
Her charms and traps to vary
Herself she stales,
And loses the unwary.
The golden flakes,
By thee denounced as stupid,
Enhance the lakes
Where swims a childlike Cupid.
By thee denounced as stupid,
Enhance the lakes
Where swims a childlike Cupid.
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From white to white's
A journey less entrancing
Than one whose lights
With various tints are glancing.
A journey less entrancing
Than one whose lights
With various tints are glancing.
Be sure this nest
Of freckles for my praising
But gives thy breast
A clearness more amazing!
Of freckles for my praising
But gives thy breast
A clearness more amazing!
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