On a Bashful Shepherd.
1.
YOung Clovis, by a lucky Chance,
His Lov'd Ephelia spy'd,
In such a place, as might advance
His Courage, and abate her Pride:
Female poems on several occasions written by Ephelia.
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- Title
- Female poems on several occasions written by Ephelia.
- Author
- Ephelia, fl. 1679.
- Publication
- London :: Printed by William Downing, for James Courtney,
- 1679.
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"Female poems on several occasions written by Ephelia." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A54711.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 18, 2024.
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VVith Eyes that might have told his Sute,
Although his bashful Tongue was mute,
Upon her gazed he,
But the Coy Nymph, though in Surprize,
Upon the Ground fixing her Eyes,
The Language wou'd not see.
2.
VVith gentle Grasps he woo'd her Hand,
And sigh'd in seeming Pain,
But this she wou'd not understand,
His Signs were all in vain:
Then change of Blushes next he try'd,
And gave his Hand freedom to slide
Upon her panting Brest;
Finding she did not this controul,
Unto her Lips he gently stole,
And bid her guess the rest.
3.
She blush'd, and turn'd her Head aside,
And so much Anger feign'd,
That the poor Shepherd almost Dy'd,
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And she no Breath retain'd:
Her killing Frown so chill'd his Blood,
He like a senseless Statue stood,
Nor further durst he Woe,
And tho his Blessing was so near,
Check'd by his Modesty and Fear,
He faintly let it goe.