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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431422" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431422" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why Damon, why, why, why so pressing?<br>The Heart you beg's not worth possessing:<br>Each Look, each Word, each Smile's affected,<br>And inward Charms are quite neglected:<br>Then scorn her, scorn her, foolish Swain,<br>And sigh no more, no more in vain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431422" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beauty's worthless, fading, flying;<br>Who would for Trifles think of dying?<br>Who for a Face, a Shape, wou'd languish,<br>And tell the Brooks, and Groves his Anguish,<br>Till she, till she thinks fit to prize him,<br>And all, and all beside despise him?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431422" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fix, fix your Thoughts on what's inviting,<br>On what will never bear the slighting:<br>Wit and Virtue claim your Duty,<br>They're much more worth that Gold and Beauty:<br>To them, to them, your Heart resign,<br>And you'll no more, no more repine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Lady+Mary+Chudleigh">Lady Mary Chudleigh</a></strong></div>

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