Thomas Campion – I Care Not For These Ladies

That must be wooed and prayed,
Give me kind Amarillis
The wanton country maid,
Nature art disdaineth,
Her beauty is her owne,
For when we court and kiss,
She cries forsooth let go
But when we come where comfort is
She never will say no.
If I love Amarillis,
She gives me fruit and flowers,
But if we love these Ladies,
We must give golden showers,
Give them gold that sell love,
Give me the Nutbrown lass,
Who when we court and kiss,
She cries forsooth let go
But when we come where comfort is
She never will say no.
These Ladies must have pillows,
And beds by strangers wrought,
Give me a Bower of willows,
Of moss and leaves unbought.
And fresh Amarillis
With milk and honey fed,
Who when we court and kiss,
She cries forsooth let go
But when we come where comfort is
She never will say no.