A briefe discourse of the true use of charact'ring the degrees in measurable musicke | ||
Hunting, & Hawking
The following poems are scored for music in the source text. Where poems are not stanzaic, no attempt has been made to reconstruct the metrical lines. Variations for different voices have been ignored. Repetition marks have been ignored.
[1]
A Hunts vp.
Cho.
The hunt is vp, sing merrily wee, the hunt is vp,sing merrily wee, the hunt is vp,
[1]
The Birds they sing,The Deare they fling,
Hey nony nony nony no,
The Hounds they crye,
The Hunters they slye,
Hey tro li lo, tro lo li lo.
2
The Woods resoundsTo heere the Hounds,
hey, nony nony-no:
The Rocks report
This merry sport,
hey, trolilo trololilo.
Cho:
The hunt is vp, the hunt is vp,Sing merrily wee the hunt is vp.
3
Then hye apaceVnto the chase
hey nony, nony nony-no
Whilst euery thing
Doth sweetly sing,
hey troli-lo trololy-lo.
Sing merrily wee the hunt is vp.
2
For Hunting.
Hey trola, trola, hey trolaHey trola, trola, hey trola. trola, there, there boyes there hoicka, hoick, whoope Crie there they goe, crie, there they goe, they goe, they are at a fault. Boy winde the Horne, Horne, Boy, winde the Horne,
The Hunting of the Hare.
Horne, Horne: Sing tiue, tiue, tiueHorne, Horne: Sing tiue, tiue, tiue, Now in full crie, with yeeble yable, gibble gabble, hey, with with gibble gabble hey, with hey with hey, the Hounds doe knocke it lustily, with open mouth and lustie crye.
3
A Hawkes-vp, for a Hunts vp.
The day doth break,
Our Spanyels couple them:
Our Hawkes shall flye lowe,
Meane, or high, and trusse it,
And trusse it if they can,
Hey troly ly hey
And trusse it, and trusse it,
And trusse it if they can, you can,
And trusse it if they can.
for Phœbus dies
(in golde) the dawne of day,
And Coveyes lye,
in Feilds hard by,
then Sing we care away.
Chor:
Hey trolly, lolly, then sing wee care away.4
Hawking for the Partridge.
Sith
Sickles & the sheering Sythe
Sith Sickles & the sheering Sythe, hath shorne the Feilds of late, now shall our Hawkes & we be blythe, Dame Partridge ware your pate: our murdring Kites, in all their flights, wil sild or neuer neuer neuer feld or neuer misse, To trusse you euer euer euer euer, & make your bale our blisse, whur ret Duty, whur ret Beauty ret, whur ret Loue, whur ret, hey dogs hey
5
For the Hearne and Ducke.
Lver
Faulkne
Lver Faulkne: sluer, giue warning to the Feild, let flye let flye, make mounting Hearnes to yeilde.
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