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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONNET. ON CYNTHIA SICK, by PHILIP AYRES Poet's Biography
First Line: Help! Help! Ye nymphs, whilst on the neighb'ring plain
Last Line: Then let her suffer in the flames of love.
Subject(s): Sickness; Illness
First Line: Help! Help! Ye nymphs, whilst on the neighb'ring plain
Last Line: Then let her suffer in the flames of love.
Subject(s): Sickness; Illness
HELP! Help! Ye Nymphs, whilst on the neighb'ring plain
Your flocks do feed, come and assistance bring;
Alas! Fair Cynthia's sick and languishing,
For whom my heart endures a greater pain.
Ye Syrens of the Thames, let all your train
Tune their shrill Instruments, and to them sing,
And let its flow'ry banks with echoes ring,
This may her wonted cheerful looks regain.
Ye herbs, that richest med'cines can produce,
Come quickly and afford such sov'reign juice,
As from her heart may all the pains remove:
But in her face if death would paleness give,
And Fate ordain that she in torment live,
Then let her suffer in the flames of Love.
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