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The Second Booke. XI. by Thomas Campion. From him that ere long must bed thee : All thy maiden doubts Law hath decided ; Sure wee are, and I must wed thee. Presume then yet a little more : Here's the way, barre not the dore. Tenants, to fulfill their Land-lords pleasure, Pay their rent before the quarter : 'Tis my case, if you it rightly measure ; Put mee not then off with laughter. 10 Consider then a little more : Here's the way to all my store. Why were dores in loues despight deuised ? Are not Lawes enough restrayning ? Women are most apt to be surprised Sleeping, or sleepe wisely fayning. Then grace me yet a little more : Here's the way, barre not the dore. Source: Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 138. |
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available in the collections:  Campion: Lute Music  Campion: English Ayres  Campion: Elizabethan Songs |