Thomas Campion
Thomas Campion
Thomas Campionwas an English composer, poet, and physician. He wrote over a hundred lute songs, masques for dancing, and an authoritative technical treatise on music...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionComposer
Date of Birth12 January 1567
dishonest heart life man whose
The man of life upright,/ Whose guiltless heart is free/ From all dishonest deeds/ Or thought of vanity.
accents fall flying follow haste sad
Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet; / Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.
hath love pleasures summer tedious though winter
The Summer hath his joys, / And Winter his delights. / Though Love and all his pleasures are but toys, / They shorten tedious nights.
time wings dies
Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly; To every day we live, a day we die.
summer wine winter
Let now the chimneys blaze And cups o’erflow with wine... The summer hath his joys, And winter his delights; Though love and all his pleasures are but toys, They shorten tedious nights.
wine prudent pharmacist
A prudent pharmacist often vends something for your complaint. But wine merchant you do this invariably.
beauty love-is without-love
Beauty is not beauty without love.
sleep night light
My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love, And though the sager sort our deeds reprove, Let us not weigh them. Heaven's great lamps do dive Into their west, and straight again revive, But soon as once set is our little light, Then must we sleep one ever-during night. See Catullus 200:5.
dance answers kind
Kind are her answers, But her performance keeps no day; Breaks time, as dancers. From their own Music when they stray.
night men please-me
Fain would I wed a fair young man that night and day could please me, When my mind or body grieved that had the power to ease me. Maids are full of longing thoughtsthat breed a bloodless sickness, And that, oft I hear men say, is only cured by quickness.