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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
Campion, Thomas (1567-1620)

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SONGS AND POEMS
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SONGS APPENDED TO SIDNEY'S ASTROPHEL AND STELLA
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CANTO PRIMO.
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CANTO SECUNDO.
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CANTO TERTIO.
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CANTO QUARTO.
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CANTO QUINTO.
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A BOOKE OF AYRES, 1601
  
[dedication]
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XXI. Come, let us sound with melody the praises
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TWO BOOKES OF AYRES.
  
TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE, BOTH in Birth and Vertue, FRANCIS, Earle of CUMBERLAND.
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THE FIRST BOOKE
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[Songs of 4. Parts.]
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[Songs of 3. Parts.]
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[Songs of 2. Parts.]
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XXI.
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THE SECOND BOOKE OF AYRES. Containing Light Conceits of Lovers.
  
TO THE RIGHT NOBLE, AND VERTUOUS, HENRY LORD CLIFFORD,
  
TO THE READER.
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[Songs of 3. Parts.]
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[Songs of 2. Parts.]
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Songs of Mourning: BEWAILING
  
AN ELEGIE
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1. TO THE MOST SACRED King James.
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2. TO THE MOST SACRED Queene Anne.
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3. TO THE MOST HIGH AND MIGHTY Prince Charles.
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4. TO THE MOST PRINCELY AND VERTUOUS the Lady Elizabeth.
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5. TO THE MOST ILLUSTRIOUS AND MIGHTY Fredericke the fift, Count Palatine of the Rhein.
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6. To the Most Disconsolate Great Brittaine.
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7. To the World.
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THE THIRD AND FOURTH BOOKE OF AYRES:
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THE THIRD BOOKE
  
TO MY HONOURABLE FRIEND, Sr. THOMAS MOUNSON, KNIGHT AND BARONET.
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THE FOURTH BOOKE
  
TO MY WORTHY FRIEND, Mr. JOHN MOUNSON,
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OCCASIONAL POEMS
  
In honour of the Author by Tho: Campion Doctor in Physicke. To the Reader.
  
To the Worthy Author.
  
Of this Ensuing Discourse.
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[Poems and Songs from the Masques]
  
To the most puisant and Gratious James King of great Britaine.
  
An Epigram.
  
To the Right Noble and Vertuous Theophilus Howard,
  
To the Right Vertuous, and Honorable, the Lord and Lady HAYES.
  
Song
  
The song in forme of a Diaglogue.
  
Song.
  
To the Reader.
  
A Song and Dance of sixe, two Keepers, two Robinhood-men, the fantastick Traveller, and the Cynick.
  
A Song of a treble and base,
  
[O Joyes exceeding!]
  
A Song of three Voyces with divers Instruments.
  
A Song of three voices continuing while the presents are delivered and received.
  
A Song.
  
A Song.
  
A full Song.
  
The Song.
  
The second Invocation to the tune of the first.
  
[Breath you now, while Io Hymen]
  
A Song.
  
A SONG.
  
A Song and dance triumphant of the Maskers.
  
The Song.
  
[Vanish, vanish hence, confusion]
  
A Song while the Squires descend with the bough toward the Scene.
  
The third Song of three partes,
  
The fourth Song,
  
[Come a shore, come, merrie mates]
  
[Hast aboord, hast now away]
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TREATISES
  
The Writer to his Booke.
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The second Chapter, declaring the unaptnesse of Rime in Poesie.
  
[Goe, numbers, boldly passe, stay not for ayde]
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The fifth Chapter, of the Iambick Dimeter, or English march.
  
[Raving warre, begot]
  
An example Lyrical.
  
An example Epigrammaticall.
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The sixt Chapter, of the English Trochaick verse.
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The first Epigramme. Lockly spits apace, the rhewme he cals it
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The second Epigramme. Cease, fond wretch, to love, so oft deluded
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The third Epigramme. Kate can fancy only berdles husbands
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The fourth Epigramme. All in sattin Oteny will be suted
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The fift Epigramme. Tosts as snakes or as the mortall Henbane
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The sixt Epigramme. What though Harry braggs, let him be noble
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The seaventh Epigramme. Phoebe all the rights Elisa claymeth
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The eight Epigramme. Barnzy stiffly vowes that hees no Cuckold
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The ninth Epigramme. Buffe loves fat vians, fat ale, fat all things
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The tenth Epigramme. Smith, by sute divorst, the knowne adultres
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The eleventh Epigramme. His late losse the Wiveless Higs in order
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The twelfth Epigramme. Why droopst thou, Trefeild?
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The seaventh Chapter, of the English Elegeick verse.
  
An Elegye.
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Example of Epigrams, in Elegeick verse.
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The first Epigramme. Arthure brooks only those that brooke not him
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The second Epigramme. If fancy can not erre which vertue guides
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The third Epigramme. Drue feasts no Puritans
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The fourth Epigramme. A wiseman wary lives, yet most secure
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The fift Epigramme. Thou telst me, Barnzy, Dawson hath a wife
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The sixt Epigramme. Drue gives thee money, yet thou thankst not him
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The seaventh Epigramme. All wonders Barnzy speakes, all grosely faind
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The eight Epigramme. None then should through thy beawty, Lawra, pine
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The ninth Epigramme. At all thou frankly throwst
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The eight Chapter, of Ditties and Odes.
  
The English Sapphick.
  
The Example.
  
The Example.
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The ninth Chapter, of the Anacreontick Verse.
  
[Follow, followe]
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DOUBTFUL POEMS
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A BOOKE OF AYRES, PART II
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THE AYRES THAT WERE SUNG AND PLAYED, at Brougham Castle in Westmerland, in the Kings Entertainment:
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I. A DIALOGUE SUNG THE FIRST NIGHT,
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II. Another Dialogue, to be sung at the same time.
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III. The Kings Good-night.
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V. A Ballad.
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VI. The Dance.
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VII. A Song.
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IX. The Farewell Song.
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X. The Lords Welcome, sung before the Kings Good-night.
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POEMS FROM VARIOUS SOURCES
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2. A Hymne in praise of Neptune.
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4. Dolus
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6. Beautie without Love deformitie
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[Songs of 3. Parts.]

XVII.

[Come, chearfull day, part of my life, to mee]

Come, chearfull day, part of my life, to mee:
For, while thou view'st me with thy fading light,
Part of my life doth still depart with thee,
And I still onward haste to my last night.
Times fatall wings doe ever forward flye,
Soe ev'ry day we live, a day wee dye.
But, O yee nights ordain'd for barren rest,
How are my dayes depriv'd of life in you,
When heavy sleepe my soule hath dispossest,
By fayned death life sweetly to renew!
Part of my life, in that, you life denye:
So ev'ry day we live, a day wee dye.
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XVIII.

[Seeke the Lord, and in his wayes persever]

Seeke the Lord, and in his wayes persever:
O faint not, but as Eagles flye,
For his steepe hill is high;
Then, striving, gaine the top, and triumph ever.
When with glory there thy browes are crowned,
New joyes so shall abound in thee,
Such sights thy soule shall see,
That wordly thoughts shall by their beames be drowned.
Farewell, World, thou masse of meere confusion,
False light with many shadowes dimm'd,
Old Witch with new foyles trimm'd,
Thou deadly sleepe of soule, and charm'd illusion.
I the King will seeke of Kings adored,
Spring of light, tree of grace and blisse,
Whose fruit so sov'raigne is
That all who taste it are from death restored.
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XIX.

[Lighten, heavy hart, thy spright]

Lighten, heavy hart, thy spright,
The joyes recall that thence are fled;
Yeeld thy brest some living light:
The man that nothing doth is dead.
Tune thy temper to these sounds,
And quicken so thy joylesse minde;
Sloth the worst and best confounds:
It is the ruine of mankinde.
From her cave rise all distasts,
Which unresolv'd Despaire pursues;
Whom soone after Violence hasts,
Her selfe ungratefull to abuse.
Skies are clear'd with stirring windes,
Th'unmoved water moorish growes;
Ev'ry eye much pleasure findes
To view a streame that brightly flowes.
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XX.

[Jacke and Jone, they thinke no ill]

Jacke and Jone, they thinke no ill,
But loving live, and merry still;
Doe their weeke dayes worke, and pray
Devotely on the holy day;
Skip and trip it on the greene,
And help to chuse the Summer Queene;
Lash out, at a Country Feast,
Their silver penny with the best.
Well can they judge of nappy Ale,
And tell at large a Winter tale;
Climbe up to the Apple loft,
And turne the Crabs till they be soft.
Tib is all the fathers joy,
And little Tom the mothers boy.
All their pleasure is content;
And care, to pay their yearely rent.
Jone can call by name her Cowes,
And decke her windowes with greene boughs;
Shee can wreathes and tuttyes make,
And trimme with plums a Bridall Cake.
Jacke knowes what brings gaine or losse,
And his long Flaile can stoutly tosse;
Make the hedge, which others breake,
And ever thinkes what he doth speake.
Now, you Courtly Dames and Knights,
That study onely strange delights,
Though you scorne the home-spun gray,
And revell in your rich array;
Though your tongues dissemble deepe,
And can your heads from danger keepe;
Yet, for all your pompe and traine,
Securer lives the silly Swaine.
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