Living
Come ashore, come, merry mates
From Masque at the Marriage of the Earl of Somerset (1614)
Living
Come ashore, come, merry mates,
With your nimble heels and pates:
Summon every man his knight,
Enough honoured is this night.
Now, let your sea-born goddess come,
Quench these lights, and make all dumb.
Some sleep; others let her call:
And so good-night to all, good-night to all.
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Codex Note
Masque at the Marriage of the Earl of Somerset (1614)
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Campion, Thomas. “Come ashore, come, merry mates.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/campion/156/.
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Campion, Thomas. “Come ashore, come, merry mates.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/campion/156/.
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