Love
Be thou then my Beauty named
From The Third Book of Airs (c. 1617)
Be thou then my Beauty named,
Since thy will is to be mine!
For by that I am enflamed,
Which on all alike doth shine.
Others may the light admire,
I only truly feel the fire.
But if lofty titles move thee,
Challenge then a Sovereign's place.
Say I honour when I love thee;
Let me call thy kindness Grace.
State and Love things diverse be,
Yet will we teach them to agree!
Or if this be not sufficing;
Be thou styled my Goddess then:
I will love thee, sacrificing;
In thine honour, hymns I'll pen.
To be thine what canst thou more?
I'll love thee, serve thee, and adore.
Codex Note
The Third Book of Airs (c. 1617)
Cite this poem
MLA
Campion, Thomas. “Be thou then my Beauty named.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/campion/86/.
Chicago
Campion, Thomas. “Be thou then my Beauty named.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/campion/86/.
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