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A Woman's Face with Nature's Own Hand Painted ( Shakespeare )


A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted
 Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;

 A woman’s gentle heart, but not acquainted
 With shifting change, as is false women’s fashion;

 An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
 Gilding the object whereupon it gaze-th;

 A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,
 Much steals men’s eyes and women’s souls amaze-th.
 And for a woman wert thou first created;

 Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
 And by addition me of thee defeated,

 By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
     But since she prick’d thee out for women’s pleasure,
     Mine be thy love and thy love’s use their treasure

BY

(WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE)

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