Fair Phyllis

Fair Phyllis I saw sitting all alone,
Feeding her flock near to the mountain side.
The shepherds knew not whither she was gone,
But after, her love Amyntas hied.
Up and down he wandered whilst she was missing;
When he found her, O then they fell a-kissing.


Paola and Francesca by William Dyce

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