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Will ye hear what I can say
Briefly of my Julia?
Black and rolling is her eye,
Double-chinn’d and forehead high;
Lips she has all ruby red,
Cheeks like cream enclareted;
And a nose that is the grace
And proscenium of her face.
So that we may guess by these
The other parts will richly please.
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   Aeerdna and julia shepek
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