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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 14, by THOMAS CAMPION Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Beauty is but a painted hell
Last Line: Is the excess of sadness.
Subject(s): Love – Complaints
First Line: Beauty is but a painted hell
Last Line: Is the excess of sadness.
Subject(s): Love – Complaints
BEAUTY is but a painted hell:
Ay me, ay me!
She wounds them that admire it,
She kills them that desire it.
Give her pride but fuel,
No fire is more cruel.
Pity from every heart is fled:
Ay me, ay me!
Since false desire could borrow
Tears of dissembled sorrow,
Constant vows turn truthless,
Love cruel, Beauty ruthless.
Sorrow can laugh, and Fury sing:
Ay me, ay me!
My raving griefs discover
I lived too true a lover.
The first step to madness
Is the excess of sadness.
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