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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3. TO THE MOST HIGH AND MIGHTY Prince Charles.
Fortune and Glory may be lost and woone,
But when the worke of Nature is undone
That losse flyes past returning;
No helpe is left but mourning.
What can to kinde youth more despightfull prove
Then to be rob'd of one sole Brother?
Father and Mother
Aske reverence, a Brother onely love.
Like age and birth, like thoughts and pleasures move:
What gayne can he heape up, though showers of Crownes descend,
Who for that good must change a brother and a friend?
But when the worke of Nature is undone
That losse flyes past returning;
No helpe is left but mourning.
What can to kinde youth more despightfull prove
Then to be rob'd of one sole Brother?
Father and Mother
Aske reverence, a Brother onely love.
Like age and birth, like thoughts and pleasures move:
What gayne can he heape up, though showers of Crownes descend,
Who for that good must change a brother and a friend?
Follow, O follow yet thy Brothers fame,
But not his fate: lets onely change the name,
And finde his worth presented
In thee, by him prevented.
Or, past example of the dead, be great,
Out of thy selfe begin thy storie:
Vertue and glorie
Are eminent, being plac't in princely seate.
Oh, heaven, his age prolong with sacred heate,
And on his honoured head let all the blessings light
Which to his brothers life men wish't, and wisht them right.
But not his fate: lets onely change the name,
And finde his worth presented
In thee, by him prevented.
Or, past example of the dead, be great,
Out of thy selfe begin thy storie:
Vertue and glorie
Are eminent, being plac't in princely seate.
Oh, heaven, his age prolong with sacred heate,
And on his honoured head let all the blessings light
Which to his brothers life men wish't, and wisht them right.
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