by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Stay, Corydon, thou swain
Language: English 
Stay, Corydon, thou swain,
talk not so soon of dying.
What though thy heart be slain?
What though thy love be flying?

She threatens thee but dares not strike,
thy Nymph is light and shadow-like:
for if thou follow her, she'll fly from thee,
but if thou fly from her, she'll follow thee.


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Researcher for this text: Bart O'Brien

This text was added to the website: 2004-12-08
Line count: 8
Word count: 53