Two Bookes of Ayres:
The First Booke
XI.
by Thomas Campion.
Neuer weather-beaten Saile more willing bent to shore,
Neuer tyred Pilgrims limbs affected slumber more,
Than my wearied spright now longs to flye out of my troubled
brest :
O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soule to rest.
Euer-blooming are the ioys of Heau'ns high paradice,
Cold age deafes not there our eares, nor vapour dims our eyes :
Glory there the Sun outshines, whose beames the blessed
onely see ;
O come quickly, glorious Lord, and raise my spright to
thee.
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Quiet Conscience: 17th century Songs.
Text
source:
Campion, Thomas. Campion's Works. Percival Vivian, Ed.
Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1909. 122.
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Ships on a Calm Sea near Land.
Detail.
Jan van de Cappelle (c.1624-1679).
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