Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
And all my soul, and all my every part;
And for this sin there is no remedy,
It is so grounded inward in my heart.
Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,
No shape so true, no truth of such account;

from Shakespeare’s sonnet no. 62

http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/sonnet/62

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