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TETE-A-TETE WITH PHYLLIS, by            
First Line: In the big soft easy-chair
Last Line: A tete-a-tete with phyllis?


IN the big soft easy-chair,
'Gainst the plush her face so fair,
Crowned with wavy chestnut hair,
Sits my own, my Phyllis.
Saucy face and laughing eyes,
Flowers that with her corsage rise
With every breath that o'er them flies,
Hyacinths and lilies.

Dainty slipper at the grate,
Snow-white dress that hides its mate;
Round white arms, sweet ways innate,
My own Amaryllis!
Smiling, fresh, and fair her face,
Every movement quiet grace,
Who'd not envy me my place,
Tete-a-tete with Phyllis?

A little distance off I stay;
She almost frightens me away,
So beautiful she is and gay, --
As lovely as her lilies.
With faintest blush she says, "Come nigher,
You'll be warmer near the fire!"
Tell me who could but admire
A tete-a-tete with Phyllis?





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