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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Astrophel's Song Of Phyllida And Corydon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair in a morn (O fairest morn!),<br>Was never morn so fair,<br>There shone a sun, though not the sun<br>That shineth in the air.<br>For the earth, and from the earth,<br>(Was never such a creature!)<br>Did come this face (was never face<br>That carried such a feature).<br>Upon a hill (O blessèd hill!<br>Was never hill so blessèd),<br>There stood a man (was never man<br>For woman so distressed):<br>This man beheld a heavenly view,<br>Which did such virtue give<br>As clears the blind, and helps the lame,<br>And makes the dead man live.<br>This man had hap (O happy man!<br>More happy none than he);<br>For he had hap to see the hap<br>That none had hap to see.<br>This silly swain (and silly swains<br>Are men of meanest grace):<br>Had yet the grace (O gracious gift!)<br>To hap on such a face.<br>He pity cried, and pity came<br>And pitied so his pain,<br>As dying would not let him die<br>But gave him life again.<br>For joy whereof he made such mirth<br>As all the woods did ring;<br>And Pan with all his swains came forth<br>To hear the shepherd sing;<br>But such a song sung never was,<br>Nor shall be sung again,<br>Of Phyllida the shepherds' queen,<br>And Corydon the swain.<br>Fair Phyllis is the shepherds' queen,<br>(Was never such a queen as she,)<br>And Corydon her only swain<br>(Was never such a swain as he):<br>Fair Phyllis hath the fairest face<br>That ever eye did yet behold,<br>And Corydon the constant'st faith<br>That ever yet kept flock in fold;<br>Sweet Phyllis is the sweetest sweet<br>That ever yet the earth did yield,<br>And Corydon the kindest swain<br>That ever yet kept lambs in field.<br>Sweet Philomel is Phyllis' bird,<br>Though Corydon be he that caught her,<br>And Corydon doth hear her sing,<br>Though Phyllida be she that taught her:<br>Poor Corydon doth keep the fields<br>Though Phyllida be she that owes them,<br>And Phyllida doth walk the meads,<br>Though Corydon be he that mows them:<br>The little lambs are Phyllis' love,<br>Though Corydon is he that feeds them,<br>The gardens fair are Phyllis' ground,<br>Though Corydon is he that weeds them.<br>Since then that Phyllis only is<br>The only shepherd's only queen;<br>And Corydon the only swain<br>That only hath her shepherd been,--<br>Though Phyllis keep her bower of state,<br>Shall Corydon consume away?<br>No, shepherd, no, work out the week,<br>And Sunday shall be holiday.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nicholas+Breton">Nicholas Breton</a><div class=q>
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Was never morn so fair,
There shone a sun, though not the sun
That shineth in the air.
For the earth, and from the earth,
(Was never such a creature!)
Did come this face (was never face
That carried such a feature..."></div>
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