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THOMAS DURFEY

1653-1723

407                                                Chloe Divine

CHLOE s a Nymph in flowery groves,
   A Nereid in the streams;
Saint-like she in the temple moves,
   A woman in my dreams.
Love steals artillery from her eyes,
   The Graces point her charms;
Orpheus is rivalld in her voice,
   And Venus in her arms.

Never so happily in one
   Did heaven and earth combine:
And yet tis flesh and blood alone
   That makes her so divine.

 

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