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If that my sensual deed had stol'n from thee / Aught that were part of thy most precious love, / Or made to swerve the loving soul of me, / That to thy service it should duller prove;
Had't made to me thy grace less gracious seem, / Thy worth less worth, thy love a smaller prize,