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Rh good, my favorite is "Now winter nights enlarge." Others may prefer the melodious serenade, worthy even of Shelley, "Shall I come, sweet love, to thee?" But there is one poem of Campion (printed in the collection of 1601) which, for romantic beauty, could hardly be matched outside the sonnets of Shakespeare:—

The mention of "white Iope" was suggested by a passage of Propertius:—