On a Girdle
Edmund Waller
1606 to 1687
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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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