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TO what shall I compare her, / That is as fair as she? / For she is fairer-fairer / Than the sea.
What shall be likened to her, / The sainted of my youth? / For she is truer-truer / Than the truth.
As the stars are from the sleeper, / Her heart is hid from me; / For she is deeper-deeper / Than the sea.
Yet in my dreams I view her / Flush rosy with new ruth- / Dreams! Ah, may these prove truer / Than the truth.