"Full many a lady

I have eye'd with best regard: and many a time

The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage

Brought my too diligent ear; for several virtues

Have I liked several women; never any

With so full soul, but some defect in her

Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,

And put it to the foil. But you, O you,

So perfect and so peerless, are created

Of every creature's best."

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