"Sylvia" is written about the subject of a beautiful woman who makes people believe in love, but the narrator will not allow others to love her, for she is his. This love poem written by Sir George Etherege Poem The Nymph that undoes me, is fair and unkind; No less than a wonder by Nature designed. She's the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye; And the cause of a flame that never can die! Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows, Has the beautiful blush, and the smell, of the rose. Love and Destiny both attend on her will; She wounds with a look; with a frown, she can kill! The desperate Lover can hope no redress; Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess! In Sylvia they meet; so unhappy am I! Who sees her, must love; and who loves her, must die! For more poems, check out the poem catalog page.
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