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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.

O Come Quickly

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!