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Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.

XI. O Come Quickly. ‘Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore’

Thomas Campion (1567–1620)

NEVER weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore,

Never tirèd pilgrim’s limbs affected slumber more,

Than my wearied sprite now longs to fly out of my troubled breast.

O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest.

Ever-blooming are the joys of Heaven’s high paradise,

Cold age deafs not there our ears, nor vapour dims our eyes:

Glory there the Sun outshines, whose beams the blessèd only see;

O come quickly, glorious Lord, and raise my sprite to Thee.