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Here, take my Likeness with you, whilst 'tis so;
     For when from hence you go,
     The next Suns rising will behold
     Me pale, and lean, and old.
     The Man who did this Picture draw,
Will swear next day my face he never saw.

I really believe, within a while,
     If you upon this shadow smile,
     Your presence will such vigour give,
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