Poem by George Wither

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Amarillis I did woo,
And I courted Phillis too;
Daphne, for her love, I chose;
Cloris, for that damask rose
In her cheek, I held as dear;
Yea, a thousand liked well near.
And, in love with all together,
Fearèd the enjoying either;
'Cause to be of one possest,
Barred the hope of all the rest.

1. Veil, Lord, Mine Eyes Till She Be Past
2. Lilies Without, Lilies Within
3. For Anniversary Marriage-Days
4. Her Beauty
5. A Rocking Hymn

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