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Two Bookes of Ayres:
The First Booke
I.
by Thomas Campion.
Author of light, reuiue my dying spright ;
Redeeme it from the snares of all-confounding night.
Lord, light me to thy blessed
way :
For blinde with worldly vaine desires, I wander as a stray.
Sunne and Moone, Starres and vnderlights I
see,
But all their glorious beames are mists and darknes, being
compar'd to
thee.
Fountaine of health, my soules deepe wounds recure,
Sweet showres of pitty raine, wash my vncleannesse pure.
One drop of thy desired grace
The faint and fading hart can raise, and in ioyes bosome
place.
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Sinne and Death, Hell and tempting Fiends
may rage ;
But God his owne will guard, and their sharp paines and
grief in time asswage.
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