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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.

Vivamus Mea Lesbia, Atque Amemus

Thomas Campion (1567–1620)

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.

If all would lead their lives in love like me,

Then bloody swords and armour should not be;

No drum nor trumpet peaceful sleeps should move,

Unless alarm came from the Camp of Love:

But fools do live and waste their little light,

And seek with pain their ever-during night.

When timely death my life and fortunes ends,

Let not my hearse be vext with mourning friends;

But let all lovers, rich in triumph, come

And with sweet pastimes grace my happy tomb:

And, Lesbia, close up thou my little light,

And crown with love my ever-during night.