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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. II. The Seventeenth Century: Ben Jonson to Dryden
 
Song: ‘Welcome, welcome do I sing’ (from Minor Poems)
By William Browne (c. 1590–c. 1645)
 
    WELCOME, welcome do I sing
      Far more welcome than the spring:
    He that parteth from you never
      Shall enjoy a spring for ever.
 
Love, that to the voice is near        5
  Breaking from your ivory pale,
Need not walk abroad to hear
  The delightful nightingale.
 
    Welcome, welcome then I sing
      Far more welcome than the spring        10
    He that parteth from you never
      Shall enjoy a spring for ever.
 
Love, that looks still on your eyes,
  Tho’ the winter have begun
To benumb our arteries,        15
  Shall not want the summer’s sun.

    Welcome, welcome, &c.
 
Love, that still may see your cheeks,
  Where all rareness still reposes,
Is a fool if e’er he seeks
  Other lilies, other roses.

    Welcome, welcome, &c.
        20
 
Love, to whom your soft lip yields,
  And perceives your breath in kissing,
All the odours of the fields
  Never, never shall be missing.

    Welcome, welcome, &c.
 
Love, that question would anew        25
  What fair Eden was of old,
Let him rightly study you,
  And a brief of that behold.

    Welcome, welcome, &c.
 
 
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