by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
False Phillis
Language: English
Exact to appointment I went to the grove, To meet my fair Phillis, and tell tales of love, But judge of my anguish, my rage and despair, When I found on arrival no Phillis was there. I waited a while, which increased but my rage, With lovers you know every moment's an age, I sighed and I cried, and I looked far and near, But in vain was my looking, no Phillis was there! To wait any longer I thought was in vain, So I trudged o'er the fields to my cottage again; When Oh! to my grief, in a grove that was near, I beheld the false Phillis with Damon was there. I glowed with resentment, and proudly passed by, When sweet as the morning, young Kate caught my eye; I told her my story, she banished my care; Bade me go to the grove, she would surely be there.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , "False Phillis" [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Brian Charles Witkowski
This text was added to the website: 2004-06-27
Line count: 16
Word count: 151