Breake now, my heart, and dye!
by Thomas Campion

Breake now, my heart, and dye !  Oh no, she may relent.
Let my despaire preuayle !  O stay, hope is not spent.
Should she now fixe one smile on thee, where were despaire?
    The losse is but easy, which smiles can repayre.
    A stranger would please thee, if she were as fayre.

Her must I loue or none, so sweet none breathes as shee ;
The more is my despayre, alas, shee loues not mee :
But cannot time make way for loue through ribs of steele?
    The Grecian, inchanted all parts but the heele,
    At last a shaft daunted, which his hart did feele.

Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed.
Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 165.

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