Thomas Campion

  • Never love unless you can
    Bear with all the faults of man!
    Men sometimes will jealous be
    Though but little cause they see,
    And hang the head as discontent,
    And speak what straight they will repent.

    Men, that but one Saint adore,
    Make a...

  • There is a garden in her face
    Where roses and white lilies blow;
    A heavenly paradise is that place,
    Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow:
    There cherries grow which none may buy
    Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.

    Those cherries fairly do...