Thomas Campion. Come Away, Armed with Love's Delightst.

Two Bookes of Ayres:
The Second Booke
XVII.
by Thomas Campion.

      Come away, arm'd with loues delights,
Thy spritefull graces bring with thee,
When loues longing fights,
    They must the sticklers be.
Come quickly, come, the promis'd houre is wel-nye spent,
And pleasure being too much deferr'd looseth her best content.

   Is shee come ?   O, how neare is shee ?
   How farre yet from this friendly place ?
   How many steps from me ?
   When shall I her imbrace ?                                                         10
These armes Ile spred, which onely at her sight shall close,
Attending as the starry flowre that the Suns noone-tide knowes.

Source:
Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed.
Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 142-143.

Music:
"Come Away, Arm'd with Love's Delights" by Campion, Thomas.
Sequenced by Harald Lillmeyer. Used with permission.

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