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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[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.
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.
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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