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John Dryden (1631–1700).  The Poems of John Dryden.  1913.
 
Songs, Odes, and Lyrical Pieces
The Tears of Amynta for the Death of Damon
 
Song

1
ON 1 a Bank, beside a Willow,
Heav’n her Cov’ring, Earth her Pillow,
Sad Amynta sigh’d alone;
From the chearless dawn of Morning
Till the Dews of Night returning,        5
Singing thus she made her mone:
      Hope is banish’d,
      Joys are vanish’d,
Damon, my belov’d, is gone!
 
2
Time, I dare thee to discover
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Such a Youth, and such a Lover;
Oh, so true, so kind was he!
Damon was the pride of Nature,
Charming in his every Feature;
Damon liv’d alone for me:        15
      Melting Kisses,
      Murmuring Blisses;
Who so liv’d and lov’d as we!
 
3
Never shall we curse the Morning,
Never bless the Night returning,        20
Sweet Embraces to restore:
Never shall we both ly dying,
Nature failing, love supplying
All the Joys he drain’d before.
      Death come end me        25
      To befriend me;
Love and Damon are no more.
 
Note 1. Text from the Miscellany Poems, 1684. [back]
 
 
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