On a Girdle
Edmund Waller
1606 to 1687
Track 1
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That which her slender waist confined,
Shall now my ______ temples bind:
No monarch but would give his crown,
______ arms might do what this has done.
It was ______ heaven's extremest sphere,
The pale which held that lovely deer.
My joy, my grief, my hope, my love,
Did ______ within this circle move!
A narrow compass! and yet ______
Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair:
Give ______ but what this ribbon bound,
Take all the rest ______ sun goes round.
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