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The Nymph's Reply

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If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy love.

Time drives the flocks from field to fold,
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold,
And Philomel becometh dumb;
The rest complains of cares to come.
The flowers do fade, and wanton fields
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Keisha Swafford 08 April 2009
I love this poem! ! It was really creative and touched my sensitive side of my heart. Plus, it was the perfect comparison poem for my assignment. It captured my heart!
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