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Thursday, 16 August 2007
O woman, lovely woman
O woman, lovely woman. Nature made thee
To temper man. We had been brutes without you;
Angels are painted fair, to look like you;
There’s in you all that we believe of heaven,
Amazing brightness, purity and truth,
Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Thomas Otway
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