WINTER NIGHTS
by: Thomas Campion (1567?-1619)
- OW winter
nights enlarge
- The number of their hours,
- And clouds their storms discharge
- Upon the airy towers.
- Let now the chimneys blaze
- And cups o'erflow with wine;
- Let well-tuned words amaze
- With harmony divine.
- Now yellow waxen lights
- Shall wait on honey love,
- While youthful revels, masques, and courtly sights
- Sleep's leaden spells remove.
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- This time doth well dispense
- With lovers' long discourse;
- Much speed hath some defence,
- Though beauty no remorse.
- All do not all things well;
- Some measures comely tread,
- Some knotted riddles tell,
- Some poems smoothly read.
- The summer hath his joys,
- And winter his delights;
- Though love and all his pleasures are but toys,
- They shorten tedious nights.
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