GAZE not on thy beauty's pride,
Tender maid, in the false tide
That from lovers' eyes doth slide.
Let thy faithful crystal show
How thy colours come and go :
Beauty takes a foil from woe.
Love, that in those smooth streams lies
Under pity's fair disguise,
Will thy melting heart surprise.
Nets of passion's finest thread,
Snaring poems, will be spread,
All to catch thy maidenhead.
Then beware ! for those that cure
Love's disease, themselves endure
For reward a calenture.
Rather let the lover pine,
Than his pale cheek should assign
A perpetual blush to thine.
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