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T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.

Hark, All You Ladies That Do Sleep

By Thomas Campion (1567–1620)
 
HARK, all you ladies that do sleep!
  The fairy-queen Proserpina
Bids you awake and pity them that weep
  You may do in the dark
    What the day doth forbid;        5
  Fear not the dogs that bark,
    Night will have all hid.
 
But if you let your lovers moan,
  The fairy-queen Proserpina
Will send abroad her fairies every one,        10
  That shall pinch black and blue
    Your white hands and fair arms
  That did not kindly rue
    Your paramours’ harms.
 
In myrtle arbours on the downs        15
  The fairy-queen Proserpina,
This night by moonshine leading merry rounds,
  Holds a watch with sweet love,
    Down the dale, up the hill;
  No plaints or groans may move        20
    Their holy vigil.
 
All you that will hold watch with love,
  The fairy-queen Proserpina
Will make you fairer than Dione’s dove;
  Roses red, lilies white,        25
    And the clear damask hue,
  Shall on your cheeks alight:
    Love will adorn you.
 
All you that love or loved before,
  The fairy-queen Proserpina        30
Bids you increase that loving humour more:
  They that have not fed
    On delight amorous,
  She vows that they shall lead
    Apes in Avernus.        35