Come, Phillis, come into these bowers, Here shelter is from sharpest showers, Cool gales of wind breathes in these shades, Danger non this place envades, Here sit and note the chirping birds, Pleading my love in silent words. Come Phillis, come bright heavens eye, Cannot upon thy beauty pry, Glad Echo in distinguished voice, Naming thee will here rejoice, Then come and hear her merry lays Crowning thy name with lasting praise. (spelling modernized)
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