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 praise their ladies: Feet
 * “Shapely,” and eyes “demure,”

And lips “down-curved, discreet,”
 * Brows “virginal and pure,”

And breasts whose dazzling loveliness
 * Frail men may scarce endure.

Their necks are white as snow,
 * Their hair as yellow gold,

Their teeth are set a-row
 * As pearls of price untold;

They have all charms of body and face—
 * That fade when one grows old.

But I, I am scarce ’ware
 * Of the colour of your eyes

Or the colour of your hair,
 * And sing not in this wise,

For your heart is all my care
 * And the love that in it lies.

Haply your neck is white,
 * Your hair continually

May send forth gleams more bright
 * Than any gold may be,

Your cheeks may peach-like bloom; but yet,
 * What’s that to Love or me?