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XXIIII. by Thomas Campion. When my mind or body grieued that had the powre to ease mee. Maids are full of longing thoughts that breed a bloudlesse sicknesse, And that, oft I heare men say, is onely cur'd by quicknesse. Oft I haue beene woo'd and prai'd, but neuer could be moued ; Many for a day or so I haue most dearely loued, But this foolish mind of mine straight loathes the thing resolued ; If to loue be sinne in mee that sinne is soon absolued. Sure I thinke I shall at last flye to some holy Order ; When I once am setled there then can I flye no farther. Yet I would not dye a maid, because I had a mother : As I was by one brought forth I would bring forth another. |
Source:
Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed.
Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 187.
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