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First Line: Oft when I look I may descry
Last Line: May serve for darts to kill withal.


OFT when I look I may descry
A little face peep through that eye;
Sure, that 's the boy, which wisely chose
His throne among such beams as those,
Which, if his quiver chance to fall,
May serve for darts to kill withal.





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