Thomas Campion - Fain would I wed a fair young man - текст песни (слова)

Fain would I wed a fair young man, that day and night could please me:
 When my mind or body grieved, that had the power to ease me.
 Maids are full of longing thoughts that breed a bloodless sickness:
 And that oft I hear men say, is only cured by quickness.
 Oft I have been wooed and prayed, but never could be moved:
 Many for a day or so I have most dearly loved;
 But this foolish mind of mine straight loathes the thing resolved.
 If to love is sin in me, that sin is soon absolved.
 Sure I think I shall at last fly to some holy order;
 When I once am settled there then can I fly no farther.
 Yet I would not die a maid because I had a mother;
 As I was by one brought forth, I would bring forth another.