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Amarillis I did woo, And I courted Phillis too; Daphne, for her love, I chose; Cloris, for that damask rose In her cheek, I held as dear; Yea, a thousand liked well near. And, in love with all together, Fearèd the enjoying either; 'Cause to be of one possest, Barred the hope of all the rest.
George Wither’s other poems:
- From a Satire written to King James I
- For Seasonable Weather
- On the Death of Prince Henry
- A Rocking Hymn
- Prelude (From ”The Shepherd’s Hunting”)
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