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A PASTORAL OF PHILLIS AND CORYDON, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: On a hill there grows a flower
Last Line: Never shepherd sung the like.
Variant Title(s): Ipsa Quae;phillis The Fair
Subject(s): Shepherds & Shepherdesses


On a hill there grows a flower,
Fair befall the dainty sweet!
By that flower there is a bower,
Where the heavenly Muses meet.
In that bower there is a chair,
Fringed all about with gold,
Where doth sit the fairest fair
That did ever eye behold.
It is Phyllis fair and bright,
She that is the shepherds' joy;
She that Venus did despite,
And did blind her little boy.
This is she, the wise, the rich,
That the world desires to see;
This is ipsa quae the which
There is none but only she.
Who would not this face admire?
Who would not this saint adore?
Who would not this sight desire,
Though he thought to see no more?
O fair eyes! yet let me see
One good look, and I am gone;
Look on me, for I am he,
Thy poor silly Corydon.
Thou that art the shepherds' queen,
Look upon thy silly swain;
By thy comfort have been seen
Dead men brought to life again.
Make him live that, dying long,
Never durst for comfort seek;
Thou shalt hear so sweet a song
Never shepherd sung the like.








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