A Dialogue between Daphne and Strephon
Come, my Daphne, come away,
We do waste the crystal day.
'Tis Strephon calls; what would my love?
Come follow to the myrtle grove,
where Venus shall prepare
new chaplets for thy hair.
Were I shut up within a tree,
I'd rend my bark to follow thee.
My shepherdess make haste,
the minutes slide so fast.
In those cooler shades will I
blind as Cupid kiss your eye.
In thy bosom then I'll stray,
in such warm snow who would not lose his way?
We'll laugh and leave this world behind,
and gods themselves that see
shall envy thee and me,
but never find such joys when they embrace a deity.
Submitted by Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]
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