Poem by Charles Sedley

Song A-La-Mode

O'er the Desert, cross the Meadows,
Hunters blew the merry Horn ;
Phoebus chas'd the flying Shadows :
Eccho, she reply'd, in Scorn ;
Still adoring,
And deploring,
Why must Thirsis lose his Life ?

Rivers murmur'd from their Fountains,
Acorns dropping from the Oaks,
Fawns came tripping o'er the Mountains,
Fishes bit the naked Hooks ;
Still admiring,
And desiring :
When shall Phillis be a Wife.

1. The Knotting Song
2. To Chloris
3. Phyllis Is My Only Joy
4. Love Still Has Something Of The Sea
5. Child and Maiden

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