The joy of being appreciated
The love that comes with the fulfilment from the heart
You can deny it but the words touch the heart
I love being told that I look good when I wake up ...
Hence vain deluding joyes,
The brood of folly without father bred,
How little you bested,
Or fill the fixèd mind with all your toyes;
Dwell in som idle brain,
And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess,
As thick and numberless
As the gay motes that people the Sun Beams,
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