The Works of Thomas Campion Complete Songs, Masques, and Treatises with a Selection of the Latin Verse: Edited with an introduction and notes by Walter R. Davis |
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XI.
[Though far from joy, my sorrowes are as far]
Though far from joy, my sorrowes are as far,
And I both betweene:
Not too low, nor yet too high
Above my reach, would I bee seene.
Happy is he that so is placed,
Not to be envi'd, nor to bee disdain'd or disgraced.
And I both betweene:
Not too low, nor yet too high
Above my reach, would I bee seene.
Happy is he that so is placed,
Not to be envi'd, nor to bee disdain'd or disgraced.
The higher trees, the more stormes they endure,
Shrubs be troden downe:
But the meane, the golden meane,
Doth onely all our fortunes crowne:
Like to a streame that sweetely slideth
Through the flourie banks, and still in the midst his course guideth.
Shrubs be troden downe:
But the meane, the golden meane,
Doth onely all our fortunes crowne:
Like to a streame that sweetely slideth
Through the flourie banks, and still in the midst his course guideth.
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