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Thomas Campion

(1567-1620 / England)

Quotations

  • ''And every sea-god pays a gem,
    Yearly out of his watery cell,
    To deck great Neptune's diadem.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. A Hymn in Praise of Neptune (l. 8-10). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
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  • ''Followe thy faire sunne, unhappy shadowe,
    Though thou be blacke as night,
    And she made all of light,
    Yet follow thy faire sun, unhappie shadowe.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Follow Thy Fair Sun (l. 1-4). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet;
    Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.
    There, wrapped in cloud of sorrow, pity move,
    And tell the ravisher of my soul I perish for her love.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Follow Your Saint (l. 1-4). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''The fairy queen
    Bids you increase that loving humour more.
    They that have not yet fed
    On delight amorous,
    She vows that they shall lead
    Apes in Avernus.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Hark, All You Ladies (l. 30-35). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Hark, all you ladies that do sleep!
    The fairy queen
    Bids you awake, and pity them that weep.
    You may do in the dark
    What the day doth forbid.
    Fear not the dogs that bark;
    Night will have all hid.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Hark, All You Ladies (l. 1-7). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
  • ''"Forsooth, let go!"
    But when we come where comfort is,
    She never will say no.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. I Care Not for These Ladies (l. 8-10). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
  • ''I care not for these ladies,
    That must be wooed and prayed;
    Give me kind Amaryllis,
    The wanton country maid.
    Nature art disdaineth;
    Her beauty is her own.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. I Care Not for These Ladies (l. 1-6). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Jack and Joan they think no ill,
    But loving live, and merry still;
    Do their week-days' work, and pray
    Devoutly on the holy day;
    Skip and trip it on the green,
    And help to choose the Summer Queen;''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Jack and Joan they think no ill (l. 1-6). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Now you courtly dames and knights,
    That study only strange delights,
    Though you scorn the home-spun gray
    And revel in your rich array;
    Though your tongues dissemble deep
    And can your heads from danger keep:
    Yet for all your pomp and train,
    Securer lives the silly swain.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Jack and Joan they think no ill (l. 25-32). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Never were days yet called two
    But one night went betwixt.''
    Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Kind Are Her Answers (l. 17-18). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.

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Devotion i

FOLLOW thy fair sun, unhappy shadow!
   Though thou be black as night,
   And she made all of light,
Yet follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow!

Follow her, whose light thy light depriveth!
   Though here thou liv'st disgraced,
   And she in heaven is placed,
Yet follow her whose light the world reviveth!

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