Thomas Lodge

(1558-1625 / England)

Phillis 1 - Poem by Thomas Lodge

MY Phillis hath the morning sun
   At first to look upon her;
And Phillis hath morn-waking birds
   Her risings still to honour.
My Phillis hath prime-feather'd flowers,
   That smile when she treads on them;
And Phillis hath a gallant flock,
   That leaps since she doth own them.
But Phillis hath too hard a heart,
   Alas that she should have it!
It yields no mercy to desert,
   Nor grace to those that crave it.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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