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The Second Booke. I. by Thomas Campion. Whose blindnesse beauty doth immortall deeme ; Prayse not what you desire, but what you proue, Count those things good that are, no those that seeme : I cannot call her true that's false to me, Nor make of women more then women be. How faire an entrance breakes the way to loue ! How rich of golden hope and gay delight ! What hart cannot a modest beauty moue ? Who, seeing cleare day once, will dreame of night ? 10 Shee seem'd a Saint, that brake her faith with mee, But prou'd a woman as all other be. So bitter is their sweet, that true content Vnhappy men in them may neuer finde : Ah, but without them none ; both must consent, Else vncouth are the ioyes of eyther kinde. Let vs then prayse their good, forget their ill : Men must be men, and women women still. Text source: Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 132. |