Chaste comely maiden, beauty bright,
honed pen, fair heart, begins to write
and all who read well wonder whence
such fairness springs as evidence
extends from pole to pole, day, night
must intermingle, extradite
all thought of envy, pride, high fence,
and low greed's need to seed fresh pence.
Peoples, perceiving peerlesss light,
completely conquered, honoured quite,
acknowledge spell which swells delight.
above ambition's impotence.
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