Maydes are simple, some men say, They, forsooth, will trust no men. But should they mens wils obey, Maides were very simple then. Truth, a rare flower now is growne, Few men weare it in their hearts ; Louers are more easily knowne By their follies, then deserts. Safer may we credit giue To a faithlesse wandring Iew Then a young mans vowes beleeue When he sweares his loue is true. Loue they make a poore blinde childe, But let none trust such as hee : Rather then to be beguil'd, Euer let me simple be.
- by Thomas Campion (1567 - 1620) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Thomas Campion (1567 - 1620), "Maydes are simple, some men say", published 1617, from the collection The Third and Fourth Booke of Ayres - The Third Booke, no. 2. [text verified 1 time]
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