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"She is not fair to outward view"; / No beauty hers of form or face / She hath no witchery, 'tis true, / No grace.
Nor pretty wit, nor well-stored mind, / Nor azure eyes, nor golden hair / Hath she. She is -- I am not blind -- / Not fair.
What makes me love her, then? say you, / For such a maid is not my wont. / Love her! What makes you think I do? / I don't.