To What Shall I Compare Her?

 TO what shall I compare her,
That is as fair as she?
For she is fairer - fairer
Than the sea.

What shall be likened to her,
The sainted of my youth?
For she is truer - truer
Than the truth.


As the stars are from the sleeper,
Her heart is hid from me;
For she is deeper - deeper
Than the sea.

Yet in my dreams I view her
Flush rosy with new ruth -
Dreams! Ah, may these prove truer
Than the truth.

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