Thomas Campion (1567-1620 / England)
Thomas Campion (sometimes Campian) (12 February 1567 – 1 March 1620) was an English composer, poet, and physician. He wrote over a hundred lute songs, masques for dancing, and an authoritative technical treatise on music.
Campion was born in London, the son of John Campion, a clerk of the Court of Chancery, and Lucy (née Searle – daughter of Laurence Searle, one of the queen's serjeants-at-arms). Upon the death of Campion's father in 1576, his mother married Augustine Steward, dying soon afterwards. His step-father assumed charge of the boy and sent him, in 1581, to study at Peterhouse, Cambridge as a "gentleman pensioner"; he left the university after four ... more »
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- A Hymn in Praise of Neptune
- Devotion i
- Devotion ii
- Fain would I wed
- Follow Thy Fair Sun
- Follow Thy Fair Sun
- Follow Your Saint
- Integer Vitae
- Jack and Joan
- Kind are her answers,
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''And every sea-god pays a gem,Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. A Hymn in Praise of Neptune (l. 8-10). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardn...
Yearly out of his watery cell,
To deck great Neptune's diadem.''
''Followe thy faire sunne, unhappy shadowe,Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Follow Thy Fair Sun (l. 1-4). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (...
Though thou be blacke as night,
And she made all of light,
Yet follow thy faire sun, unhappie shadowe.''
Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet;Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Follow Your Saint (l. 1-4). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (19...
Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.
There, wrapped in cloud of sorrow, pity move,
And tell the ravisher of my soul I peris...
''The fairy queenThomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Hark, All You Ladies (l. 30-35). . . Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. ...
Bids you increase that loving humour more.
They that have not yet fed
On delight amorous,
She vows that they shall lead
Apes in Avernus.''