Thomas Campion. O Dear that I with Thee might Live. (poem)

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

      O deare that I with thee might liue,
   From humane trace remoued :
Where iealous care might neither grieue,
   Yet each dote on their loued.
While fond feare may colour finde, Loue's seldome pleased ;
But much like a sicke mans rest, it's soone diseased.

Why should our mindes not mingle so,
   When loue and faith is plighted,
   That eyther might the others know,
      Alike in all delighted ?                                                           10
Why should frailtie breed suspect, when hearts are fixed ?
Must all humane ioyes of force with griefe be mixed ?

   How oft haue wee eu'n smilde in teares,
    Our fond mistrust repenting ?
   As snow when heauenly fire appeares,
       So melts loues hate relenting.
Vexed kindnesse soone fals off and soone returneth :
Such a flame the more you quench the more it burneth.

Text source:
Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed.
Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 136-137.

Music:
"O Dear that I with Thee might Live" by Campion.
Sequenced by Harald Lillmeyer. Used with permission.

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