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ON A MASQUE, by            
First Line: Now into chambers hushed and white
Last Line: Thy viols sobbing to a close.
Subject(s): Campion, Thomas (1567-1620)


Now into chambers hushed and white
With holy lights the bride is borne;
Now spoken is the last good-night,
And thy fond lutes forget to mourn,
In ripe fulfilment, seen afar,
Quenched, as the torches, one by one,
That paled before the evening star,
Ere the long night of revels done.

In other chambers of the tomb
These many years the bride is laid,
Whereto all flesh at length must come,
And every bride be put to bed;
Still echo, fresher than her prime
That stained the glory of the rose,
Down the hushed galleries of Time
Thy viols sobbing to a close.





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