<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457157" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nonpareil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let others from the Town retire,<br>And in the fields seek new delight;<br>My Phillis does such joys inspire,<br>No other objects please my sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In her alone I find whate'er<br>Beauties a country landscape grace;<br>No shade so lovely as her hair, <br>Nor plain so sweet as is her face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lilies and roses there combine,<br>More beauteous than in flowery field;<br>Transparent is her skin so fine,<br>To this each crystal stream must yield.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her voice more sweet than warbling sound,<br>Though sung by nightingale or lark;<br>Her eyes such lustre dart around,<br>Compared to them the sun is dark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Both light and vital heat they give,<br>Cherish'd by them my love takes root;<br>From her kind looks does life receive,<br>Grows a fair plant, bears flowers and fruit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such fruit I ween did once deceive<br>The common parent of mankind,<br>And made transgress our mother Eve,<br>Poison its core, though fair its rind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet so delicious is its taste,<br>I cannot from the bait abstain,<br>But to th' enchanting pleasure haste,<br>Though I were sure 'twould end in pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457157" data-title="Nonpareil de Matthew Prior" data-description="Let others from the Town retire, And in the fields seek new delight; My Phillis does such joys inspire, No other objects please my sight. In her alone I find whate'er Beauties a country landscape grace; No shade so lovely as her hair, Nor plain ..."></div> </div> </div>

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