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Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
Nor for any outward part,
No, nor for my constant heart,
...For those may fail or turn to ill,
...So thou and I shall sever.
Keep therefore a true woman's eye
And love me still but know not why:
...So hast thou the same reason still
...To dote upon me ever. ...Love not me by Anonymous
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