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19. Harke all you Ladies.

       Harke all you Ladies y do sleep
           the Fairie Queene Proserpina
       Bids you awake and pitie them that weep,
           you may doe in the darke
       What the day doth forbid
           feare not the dogs that barke
                      Night will haue all hid.

       But if you let your louers mone,
           the Fairie Queene Proserpina
       Will send abroad her Fairies eu'rie one,
           that shall pinch blacke and blew,
       Your white hands, and faire armes,
           that did not kindly rue
                      Your Paramours harmes.

       In Myrtle Arbours on the downes,
           the Fairie Queene Proserpina
       This night by moone-shine leading merrie rounds,
           holds a watch with sweet loue,
       Downe the dale, vp the hill,
           no plaints or groanes may moue
                      Their holy vigill.

       All you that will hold watch with loue,
           the Fairie Queene Proserpina
       Will make you fairer then Diones doue,
           Roses red, Lillies white,
       And the cleare damaske hue
           shall on your cheekes alight,
                      Loue will adorne you.

       All you that loue, or lou'd before,
           the Fairie Queene Proserpina
       Bids you encrease that louing humour more,
           they that yet haue not fed
       On delight amorous,
           she vowes that they shall lead
                      Apes in Auernus.

Words and music by Thomas Campion


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