Nicholas Breton Never Poems

  • 1.
    Shall we go dance the hay, the hay?
    Never pipe could ever play
    Better shepherd's roundelay.

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  • 2.
    Oh that I could write a story
    Of love's dealing with affection!
    How he makes the spirit sorry
    That is touch'd with his infection.
    ...
  • 3.
    Sweet Phyllis, if a silly swain
    May sue to thee for grace,
    See not thy loving shepherd slain
    With looking on thy face;
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  • 4.
    Pretty twinkling starry eyes!
    How did Nature first devise
    Such a sparkling in your sight
    As to give Love such delight
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  • 5.
    Fair in a morn (O fairest morn!),
    Was never morn so fair,
    There shone a sun, though not the sun
    That shineth in the air.
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  • 6.
    Sweet birds! that sit and sing among the shady valleys,
    And see how sweetly Phyllis walks amid her garden alleys,
    Go round about her bower, and sing as ye are bidden:
    To her is only known his faith that from the world is hidden,
    ...
  • 7.
    Sylvan Muses, can ye sing
    Of the beauty of the Spring?
    Have ye seen on earth that sun
    That a heavenly course hath run?
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  • 8.
    On a hill there grows a flower,
    Fair befall the dainty sweet!
    By that flower there is a bower
    Where the heavenly Muses meet.
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  • 9.
    In the merry month of May,
    In a morn by break of day,
    Forth I walk'd by the wood-side
    When as May was in his pride:
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Total 9 Never Poems by Nicholas Breton

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