by Thomas Campion (1567-1620)
1 Rose-cheek’d Laura, come,
2 Sing thou smoothly with thy beauty’s
3 Silent music, either other
4 Sweetly gracing.
5 Lovely forms do flow
6 From concent divinely framed;
7 Heav’n is music, and thy beauty’s
8 Birth is heavenly.
9 These dull notes we sing
10 Discords need for helps to grace them;
11 Only beauty purely loving
12 Knows no discord,
13 But still moves delight,
14 Like clear springs renew’d by flowing,
15 Ever perfect, ever in them-
16 Selves eternal.
Notes
6 concent: harmony