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Madrigals to fiue voyces

Celected out of the best approued Italian Authors

Morley, Thomas (1557-1603?)

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I.

[I. Svch pleasant boughs the world yet neuer vewed]

II.

[II. Sweetly pleasing singest thou, lovely sheperdis]

III.

[III. I Thinck that if the hills, the plaines and mountaines]

IIII.

[IIII. Come louers foorth, addresse you to admyer]

V.

[V. Loe Ladies where my loue comes]

VI.

[VI. As I walked in greene Forrest]

VII.

[VII. Delay breeds daunger, and how may that bee wrested]

VIII.

[VIII. My Lady still abhors mee]

IX.

[IX. Doe not tremble but stand fast]

X.

[X. Harke and giue eare auctentiue]

XI.

[XI. Life tell mee, what is the cause of each mans dying]

XII.

[XII. Soden passions, with strange & rare tormenting]

XIII.

[XIII. If silent, then grief torments mee]

XIIII.

[XIIII. O my louing sweet hart, leaue of thy madnesse]

XV.

[XV. I languish to complaine mee]

XVI.

[XVI. Loe how my colour rangeth]

XVII.

[XVII. Thirsis on his faire Phillis brest reposing]

XVIII.

[XVIII. For verie griefe I dye]

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XIX.

[XIX. The Nightingale that sweetly doth complayne]

XX.

[XX. O false deceit, who can himself assure]

XXI.

[XXI. As Mopsus went his silly flock foorth leading]

XXII.

[XXII. Flora faire Nimph whilst silly Lambs are feeding]

XXIII.

[XXIII. My sweet Layis, Lady mistres]

XXIIII.

[XXIIII. Say sweet Phillis, what thy will is]

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[XII. Soden passions, with strange & rare tormenting]

Soden passions, with strange & rare tormenting, Increaseth griefe, & more, it breeds my sorrow, The cause increast, doth bleare mine eyes with weeping, And daunts my thoughts from euen vntill the morrow, In this vnrestfull paine, long must I languish, long must I languish, Till death draw neere to rid my hart frō anguish. Till death draw neere to rid my hart from anguish.