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Matthew Prior - NonpareilMatthew Prior - Nonpareil
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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 so sweet as is her face. Lilies and roses there combine, More beauteous than in flowery field; Transparent is her skin so fine, To this each crystal stream must yield. Her voice more sweet than warbling sound, Though sung by nightingale or lark; Her eyes such lustre dart around, Compared to them the sun is dark. Both light and vital heat they give, Cherish`d by them my love takes root; From her kind looks does life receive, Grows a fair plant, bears flowers and fruit. Such fruit I ween did once deceive The common parent of mankind, And made transgress our mother Eve, Poison its core, though fair its rind. Yet so delicious is its taste, I cannot from the bait abstain, But to th` enchanting pleasure haste, Though I were sure `twould end in pain.
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