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letra de jack and joan, they think no ill - thomas campion

jack and joan, they think no ill
but loving live, and merry still;
do their week-days’ work, and pray
devoutly on the holy day:
skip and trip it on the green
and help to choose the summer queen;
lash out at a country feast
their silver penny with the best

well can they judge of nappy ale
and tell at large a winter tale;
climb up to the apple loft
and turn the crabs till they be soft
tib is all the father’s joy
and little tom the mother’s boy
all their pleasure is content;
and care, to pay their yearly rent
joan can call by name her cows
and deck her windows with green boughs;
she can wreaths and tutties make
and trim with plums a bridal cake
jack knows what brings gain or loss;
and his long flail can stoutly toss:
makes the hedge which others break
and ever thinks what he doth speak

now, you courtly dames and knights
that study only strange delights;
though you scorn the homespun gray
and revel in your rich array;
though your tongues dissemble deep
and can your heads from danger keep;
yet, for all your pomp and train
securer lives the silly swain

- thomas campion

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