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. A Rocking Hymn
2. Veil, Lord, Mine Eyes Till She Be Past
3. The Marigold
4. The Virtuous Man
5. Lilies Without, Lilies Within

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