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| VICTORIOUS beauty! though your eyes | |
| Are able to subdue an host | |
| And therefore are unlike to boast | |
| The taking of a little prize, | |
| Do not a single heart despise. | 5 |
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| It came alone, but yet so arm’d | |
| With former love I durst have sworn | |
| That when a privy coat was worn | |
| With characters of beauty charm’d | |
| Thereby it might have ’scaped unharmed. | 10 |
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| But neither steel nor stony breast | |
| Are proof against those looks of thine; | |
| Nor can a beauty less divine | |
| Of any heart be long possessed | |
| When thou pretend’st an interest. | 15 |
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| Thy conquest in regard of me, | |
| Alas! is small; but in respect | |
| Of her that did my love protect, | |
| Were it divulged, deserves to be | |
| Recorded for a victory. | 20 |
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| And such a one—as some that view | |
| Her lovely face perhaps may say— | |
| Though you have stolen my heart away, | |
| If all your servants prove not true. | |
| May steal a heart or two from you. | 25 |
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