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Thy confidence in Nature’s gifts is strain’d;

I know not why, for thine’s a pleasing face.

Pray witness all the staring unconstrain’d

by those who mark thine entrance to a place.

Thy naked face is beauty unsurpass’d;

thy countenance is not by rouge improv’d.

Like Helen’s, it could launch a navy vast,

yet thy reflection leaves thee still unmov’d.

My life, once dark, is bathed in brilliant light

for thou hast graced it with thy presence sweet;

yet thou’lt not see the passion thou’st ignite

when thou hast fix’d thy gaze upon thy feet.

Thy charms are temper’d with humility,

and make thee still more beautiful to me.

One Direction, ‘What Makes You Beautiful’