Two Bookes of Ayres:|
The First Booke
by Thomas Campion.
Lighten, heauy heart, thy spright,
The ioyes recall that thence are fled ;
Yeeld thy brest some liuing light ;
The man that nothing doth is dead.
Tune thy temper to these sounds,
And quicken so thy ioylesse minde ;
Sloth the worst and best confounds :
It is the ruine of mankinde.
From her caue rise all distasts,
Which vnresolu'd Despaire pursues ;
Whom soone after, Violence hasts,
Her selfe vngratefull to abuse.
Skies are clear'd with stirring windes,
Th' vnmoued water moorish growes ;
Eu'ry eye much pleasure findes
To view a streame that brightly flowes.
Percival Vivian, Ed.
Clarendon Press, 1909. 126.