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A woman´s face with nature´s own hand painted
Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion
A woman´s gentle heart but not acquainted
With shifting change as is false women´s fashion

An eye more bright than theirs less false in rolling
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth
A man in hue all hues in his controlling
Which steals men´s eyes and women´s souls amazeth

And for a woman wert thou first created
Till Nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting
And by addition me of thee defeated
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing

But since she prick´d thee out for women´s pleasure
Mine be thy love and thy love´s use their treasure