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Thomas Campion

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I care not for these ladies,Her beauty is her own.

Thomas Campion

Plead, Sleep, my cause, and make her soft like thee,That she in peace may wake and pity me.

Thomas Campion

Shall I come, sweet Love, to thee,When the ev'ning beams are set?

Thomas Campion

The man whose silent days

Thomas Campion

There is a garden in her faceTill Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry.

Thomas Campion