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Her auburn hair in clustering curls around Her sunny face now shrouded, now revealed Its beauties, waving with each fairy bound; Her peachy cheek now glancing, now concealed. Her eye the wound it gave next instant healed, So bright yet soft, so keen yet melting tender. A sweetness inexpressible made yield All hearts: ripe lips, and teeth of pearly splendour, Made Nature’s task in vain another charm to lend her.