Religion
Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me
From Two Books of Airs: Divine and Moral Songs (c. 1613)
Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me:
For while thou view'st me with thy fading light,
Part of my life doth still depart with thee,
And I still onward haste to my last night.
Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly:
So every day we live a day we die.
But, O ye nights, ordained for barren rest,
How are my days deprived of life in you,
When heavy sleep my soul hath dispossest,
By feigned death life sweetly to renew!
Part of my life in that, you life deny:
So every day we live a day we die.
Codex Note
Two Books of Airs: Divine and Moral Songs (c. 1613)
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MLA
Campion, Thomas. “Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/campion/41/.
Chicago
Campion, Thomas. “Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/campion/41/.
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