4 a b c a. Author of light. Thomas Campion. Au thor of light re vive, my dy ing sprite, Foun tain of health my soul s deep wounds re cure, a b.

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1 Author o light Thoms Cmpion Au thor o light r viv, my y ing sprit, Foun tin o hlth my soul s p wouns r ur, Voi Lut R m it rom th snrs o ll on oun ing night. Swt show rs o pi ty rin, wsh my un ln nss pur. Lor, light m to thy lss wy. For lin, or On rop o thy sir gr. th int, th

2 lin with worl ly vin sirs, I wn r s int n ing hrt n ris, n in joy s o som stry. Sun n moon, strs n un r lights I s, ut ll thir glo pl. Sin n th, hll n tmpt ing ins my rg, ut Go his own rious ms r mists n rk nss ing om pr to th. will gur, n thir shrp pins n gri in tim s sug. Book: First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)

3 Com hrul y Thoms Cmpion Com hr ul y, om hr ul ut O y nights, ut O y Voi Lut y prt o my li to m. For whil thou nights or in or r rn rst. how r my viw st m with thy ing light. Prt o my li oth ys priv o li in you. Whn h vy slp my

4 still prt with th, n I still on wr hst to my lst night. soul ht is pos sss, y in th li swt ly to r nw? Tim s tl wings o vr or wr ly. So v ry y, Prt o my li in tht you li ny. So v ry y, so v ry y w liv, w liv y w i. so v ry y w liv, w liv y w i. Book: First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)

5 Jk n Jon Thoms Cmpion Jk n Jon thy think no ill, ut lo ving liv n mr ry still. Do thir wk ys work n pry, vout ly on th ho ly y. Voi Lut Skip n trip it on th grn, n hlp to hoos th sum mr qun. Lsh out t oun try st, thir sil vr pn ny with th st.

6 1 Jk n Jon thy think no ill, ut loving liv n mrry still. Do thir wky s work n pry, Dvoutly on th holy y. Skip n trip it on th grn, An hlp to hoos th summr qun. Lsh out t ountry st, Thir silvr pnny with th st. Wll n thy jug o nppy l An tll t lrg wintr tl Clim up to th ppl lot An turn th rs till thy sot. Ti is ll th thr s joy, An littl Tom th mothr s oy: An thir plsur is ontnt, An r to py thir yrly rnt. 3 Jon n ll y nm hr ows, An k hr winows with grn oughs; Sh n wrths n tuttis mk, An trim with plums n ril k. Jk knows wht rings gin or loss, An his long lil n stoutly toss, Mk th hg whih othrs rk, An vr thinks wht h oth spk. Now you ourtly ms n knights, Tht stuy only strng lights, Though you sorn th hom spun gry, An rvl in your rih rry, Though your tongus issml p, An n your hs rom ngr kp; Yt or ll your pomp n trin, Surr livs th silly swin. Book: First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)

7 Th mn o li upright Thoms Cmpion Th min o li up right, Whos hr ul min is r 1 1 Voi Lut From wight o im pious s, n yok o v ni ty. 1 1

8 1 Th mn o li upright, whos hrul min is r. From wight o impious s, An yok o vnity Th mn whos silnt ys, In hrmlss joys r spnt. Whom hops nnot lu, Nor sorrows isontnt. 3 Tht mn ns nithr tow rs, Nor rmour or n. Nor vults his guilt to shrou, From thunr s violn. H only n hol With unright ys Th horrors o th p, An trrors o th skis. 5 Thus sorning ll th rs, Tht t or ortun rings, His ook th hv ns h mks, His wisom hv nly things. 6 Goo thoughts his surst rins, His wlth wll spnt g, Th rth his sor inn, An guit pilgrimg. Book: First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)

9 Nvr Wthrtn Sil Thoms Cmpion 1613 Soprno N vr w thr tn sil mor wil ling nt to N vr ti r pil grim lims t slum r Alto N vr w thr tn sil mor wil ling nt to N vr ti r pil grim lims t slum r Tnor 8 N vr w thr tn sil mor wil ling nt to N vr ti r pil grim lims t slum r Bsso N vr w thr tn sil mor wil ling nt to N vr ti r pil grim lims t slum r Lut

10 shor. Thn my w ry sprit now longs to ly out o my mor. shor. Thn my w ry sprit now longs to ly out o my mor. 8 shor. Thn my w ry sprit now longs to ly out o my mor. shor. Thn my w ry sprit now longs to ly out o my mor. trou l rst. O om quik ly, o om quik ly, trou l rst. O om quik ly, o om quik ly, 8 trou l rst. O om quik ly, o om quik ly, trou l rst. O om quik ly, o om quik ly,

11 o om quik ly sw tst Lor n tk my soul to rst. o om quik ly sw tst Lor n tk my soul to rst. 8 o om quik ly sw tst Lor n tk my soul to rst. o om quik ly sw tst Lor n tk my soul to rst. Evr looming r th joys o hv ns high pris. Col g s not thr our rs nor vpour ims our ys. Glory thr th sun outshins, whos ms th lss only s O om quikly glorious Lor n ris my sprit to th.

12 Tun thy musi to thy hrt Thoms Cmpion Tun thy mu si to thy hrt, sing thy joy with Voi Lut thnks n so thy sor row. though vo tion ns not rt, g Som tim o th poor th rih my or row.

13 1 Tun thy musi to thy hrt, Sing thy joy with thnks n so thy sorrow. Though votion ns not rt, Somtim o th poor th rih my owrrow. Striv not yt or urious wys, Conor plsth mor th lss tis strin. Zl ts not outwr pris, Only strivs to shw lov unin. 3 Lov n wonrous things t, Sts srii, ll wrth ppsing. Lov th highst oth rspt, Lov lon to him is vr plsing. Book: First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)

14 Viw m Lor, work o thin Thoms Cmpion Voi Viw m Lor, work o thin, shll I thn li rown in night? Lut Might thy gr in m ut shin, I shoul s m ll o light. 1 Viw m Lor work o thin, Shll I thn li rown in night? Might thy gr in m ut shin, I shoul sm m ll o light But my soul still surits so On th poison its o sin Tht I strng n ugly grow All is rk, n oul within. 3 Clns m Lor tht I my knl At thin ltr pur n whit Thy tht on thy mris l Gz no mor on rth s light. Worlly joys lik shows, Whn th hv nly light pprs, But th ov nnts thou hst m Enlss, know not ys, nor yrs. 5 In thy wor Lor is my trust, To thy mris st I ly. Though I m ut ly n ust,

15 Yt thy gr n lit m high. Book: From First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)

16 Wis mn ptin nvr wnt Thoms Cmpion Wis mn p tin n vr wnt. Goo mn pi ty n not hi. F l spi rits on ly vunt. O r vng th poor st pri. Voi Lut H lon or giv tht n, rs th tru soul o mn.

17 1 Wis mn ptin nvr wnt, Goo mn pity nnot hi. Fl spirits only vunt. O rvng th poorst pri. H lon orgiv tht n, Brs th tru soul o mn. Som thr r t tht sk, Mking troul thir ontnt, Hppy i thy wrong th mk, Vx thm tht to p r nt. Suh uno th ommon ti, O mnkin, soity. 3 Kinnss grown is, ltly, ol, Consin hth orgot hr prt. Blss tims wr known o ol, Long r lw m n rt. Shm trr, not sttuts thn, Honst lov ws lw to mn. Ds rom lov n wors tht low Fostr lik kin April show rs. In th wrm sun ll things grow, Wholsom ruits n plsnt low rs All so thrivs his gntl rys, Whron humn low isplys. Book: First Book o Ayrs (. 1613) Trnsription: trnsription To Wlstr (wlstr@wins.uv.nl)