Love Not Me


Love Not Me

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

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