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VII. Fair is my love, but not so fair as fickle1; Mild as a dove, but neither true nor trusty; Brighter than glass, and yet, as glass is brittle3; Softer than wax, and yet, as iron, rusty2: A lily pale, with damask dye to grace her, None fairer, nor none falser to deface her.
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