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 To lead thy thoughts as thy fair looks do mine; Then shouldst thou be his prisoner, who is thine. Be not unkind and fair; mishapen stuff Are of behaviour boisterous and rough. O shun me not; but hear me ere you go: God knows, I cannot force love, as you do. My words shall be as spotless as my youth, Full of simplicity and naked truth. This sacrifice, whose sweet perfume descending From Venus' altar to your footsteps bending, Doth testify that you exceed her far, To whom you offer, and whose nun you are. Why should you worship her? Her you surpass, As much as sparkling diamonds flaring glass. A diamond set in lead his worth retains; A heavenly nymph, belov'd of human swains, Receives no blemish; but ofttimes more grace; Which makes me hope, although I am but base, Base in respect of thee, divine and pure, Dutiful service may thy love procure; And I in duty will excel all other, As thou in beauty dost exceed Love's mother. Nor heaven, nor thou, were made to gaze upon; As heaven preserves all things, so save thou one.