by Thomas Campion (1567 - 1620)

It fell on a sommers day
Language: English 
Available translation(s): SPA
It fell on a sommers day,
While sweete Bessie sleeping laie
In her bowre, on her bed,
Light with curtaines shadowed,
Iamy came: shee him spies,
Opning halfe her heauie eyes.

Iamy stole in through the dore,
She lay slumbring as before;
Softly to her he drew neere,
She heard him, yet would not heare,
Bessie vow'd not to speake,
He resolu'd that dumpe to breake.

First a soft kisse he doth take,
She lay still, and would not wake;
Then his hands learn'd to woo,
She dreamp't not what he would doo,
But still slept, while he smild
To see loue by sleepe beguild.

Iamy then began to play,
Bessie as one buried lay,
Gladly still through this sleight
Deceiu'd in her owne deceit,
And since this traunce begoon,
She sleepes eu'rie afternoone.

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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Javier Conte-Grand) , title 1: "Ocurrió un día de verano", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2007-11-16
Line count: 24
Word count: 134