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  Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away.

But a smooth and stedfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combin'd, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.

No tears, Celia, now shall win My resolv'd heart to return; I have search'd thy soul within, And find nought but pride and scorn: I have learn'd thy arts, and now Can disdain as much as thou. Some pow'r, in my revenge, convey That love to her I cast away.

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Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauties, orient deep These flow'rs, as in their causes, sleep.

Ask me no more, whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For, in pure love, Heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair.  42