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I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon; To whom the better elements And kindly stars have given A form so fair, that, like the air, 'T is less of earth than heaven.

More from Edward Coote Pinkney

  1. A Health, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  2. Her every tone is music's own, Like those of morning birds, And something more than melody Dwells ever in her words.
  3. Look out upon the stars, my love, And shame them with thine eyes.

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