WHEN I survey the bright
So rich with jewels hung, that Night
Doth like an Ethiop bride appear:...
YE blushing virgins happy are
In the chaste nunnery of her breasts--
For he'd profane so chaste a fair,
Whoe'er should call them Cupid's nests....
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