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There is a garden in her eyes, where roses and white lilies flow.
Kind are her answers, But her performance keeps no day; Breaks time, as dancers. From their own Music when they stray.
Beauty is not beauty without love.
From heav'nly thoughts all true delight doth spring.
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow.