FAIR Phyllis, more niggard than coy, On getting no gain by denying, For twenty fine sheep of her boy Once offered a kiss for his buying. The next day to bargain once more: The shepherd found things in his favour, Demanding of kisses a score For every sheep that he gave her. The next day fair Phyllis was fain, And fearing her shepherd's displeasure, In haste gave his flock back again For a kiss that he paid her at leisure. The next day her passion so drave, Dog and sheep she'd have given unto him, For a kiss that for nothing he gave To Lizette who had started to woe him. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRAND IS THE SEEN by WALT WHITMAN NO SECOND TROY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 4. BALLYTULLAGH by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THANKSGIVING - 1937 by JOSIE CRAIG BERRY THE MODERN JUDAS by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE OMEN by JANIE ELLEN LUELLING BYRNES SPRING by JENNIE COPPOCK CAFFREY EPIGRAM: 9. THE GOOD LIVE FOR EVER by CALLIMACHUS EPISTLE FROM LORD BORINGDON TO LORD GRANVILLE by GEORGE CANNING |