Thomas Campion quotes

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And every sea-god pays a gem,
Yearly out of his watery cell,
To deck great Neptune's diadem.
Followe thy faire sunne, unhappy shadowe,
Though thou be blacke as night,
Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet;
Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.
The fairy queen
Bids you increase that loving humour more.
Hark, all you ladies that do sleep!
The fairy queen
"Forsooth, let go!"
But when we come where comfort is,
She never will say no.
I care not for these ladies,
That must be wooed and prayed;
Jack and Joan they think no ill,
But loving live, and merry still;
Now you courtly dames and knights,
That study only strange delights,
Never were days yet called two
But one night went betwixt.
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