so much to learne
by Thomas Campion
If thou long'st so much to learne (sweet boy) what 'tis to loue,
Doe but fixe thy thought on mee and thou shalt quickly proue.
sute, at first, shal win
to thy abasht desire,
then will I hedge thee in
With thee dance I will, and sing, and thy fond dalliance beare ;
Wee the grouy hils will climbe, and play the wantons there ;
whiles wee'le gather flowres,
dalying on the grasse,
thus our delightfull howres
of waking dreames shall passe.
When thy ioyes were thus at height, my loue should turne from thee ;
Old acquaintance then should grow as strange as strange might be ;
riuals, thou should'st finde,
all their hearts for mee,
to all Ile proue more kinde
more forward then to thee.
Thus thy silly youth enrag'd, would soone my loue defie ;
But, alas, poore soule too late ; clipt wings can neuer flye.
sweet houres which wee had past,
to minde thy heart would burne ;
could'st thou flye ne'er so fast,
would make thee straight returne.
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Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed.
Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 168.
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