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Thomas Carew - Disdain Returned
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He that loves a rosy cheek, 
        Or a coral lip admires,
    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 steadfast 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 power, in my revenge, convey
   That love to her I cast away.
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