| ,O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem! I died for Beauty — but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth was lain In an adjoining Room? By that sweet ornament which truth doth give The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem | |
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| Sweet roses do not so :Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made ,And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth |
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