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Hilaire Belloc - The Mirror
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The mirror held your fair, my Fair, 
A fickle moment`s space. 
You looked into mine eyes, and there 
For ever fixed your face. 

Keep rather to your looking-glass 
Than my more constant eyes: 
It told the truth - Alas! my lass, 
My faithful memory lies.
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