Songs of 5. Voyces
[XIII. Haue I found her]
Haue I found her?
Haue I found her? (O rich finding) haue I
found her? (O rich finding,) Goddesse like for to
behold, Her faire tresses seemely binding, In a Chaine of
pearle and gould, and gould, Chaine me Chaine me, O most faire,
Chaine me to thee with that haire, O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire.
[XIIII. Downe the hills Corina trips]
Downe the hills Corina trips
Downe the hills Corina trips, Corina trips, Fetching many
wanton skips, To the groue she doth goe, Where thousand birds
in a rowe, Sitting all vpon a tree, And three by three,
Corina coueting to see, to see, Tuning notes of her praise,
Doe welcome her with Roundelayes. with rounde roundelayes. with roundelayes.
Tuning notes, tuning notes of her praise, Doe welcome her with
roundelayes, with roundelayes. with rounde rounde roundelayes.
[XV. Camella faire tript or'e the plaine]
Camella
faire tript or'e the plaine
Camella
faire tript or'e the plaine, I follow'd quickly after,
Haue ouertaken her I would faine, and kisse her when I caught her, But hope be'ng
past her to obtaine, Camella loud I call, She answerd me with great disdaine, I will not
kisse at all, I will not kisse at all, at all, I will not kisse,
not kisse, not kisse at all. But hope be'ng past her to obtaine, Camella
loud I call, She answerd me with great disdaine I will not kisse at all.
[XVI. Sadnesse sit downe]
Sadnesse sit downe, on my soule
feed
Sadnesse sit downe, on my soule
feed, Teare vp thoughts, tombe, a numbed heart, make wounds to speake, and
scarres to bleede, On withered strings tune springing smart, on withered
strings tune springing smart, And leaue this farwell for posteritie, Life is a
death where sorrow cannot dye. And leaue this farwell, this farwell
for posteritie, Life is a death where sorrow cannot dye.
[XVII. Life of my life]
Life of my life, How should I liue alas
Life of my life, How should I liue alas, since thou art thus resolu'd for
to depart? Or how should I disguise, my secret smart, Wanting the sweet fru'tion
of thy face? Where beauty, loue, with maiestie and grace, (Things seld or neuer, meeting
in one place) Haue all conspir'd to plague a plagued hart, alwaies careles of my carefull
case, Then if thou wilt not haue thy loue to mourne, to mourne, Deere to my soule, O
deere to my soule, I pray thee make no stay, Goe not at all, or else with speede returne,
Nay rather far my deere goe not away, But thou must goe,
Then sweet while I thee see, Farwell, farwell, But bide, or let me dye.
[XVIII. I heard a noise]
I heard a noise, and wished for a sight
I heard a noise, and wished for a sight, I lookt aside, and did a shadow
see, a shadow see, Whose substance was the summe of my delight, It
came vnseene, and so it went from me, But yet Conceit perswaded
my entent, There was a substance where the shadow went,
I did not play Narcissus in conceit, I did not see my
shadow in a spring, a spring, I knew my eyes were dim'd with no deceit, I saw the
shadow of some worthy thing, For as I saw the shadow passing by, I had a glance, I
had a glance of somthing in my eye, Shadow or she, or both, or chuse you whether,
Blest be the thing that brought the shadow hether. Blest be the thing that brought the shadow hether.
[XIX. With bitter sighs I heard Amintas playning]
With bitter sighs I heard Amintas playning
With bitter sighs I heard Amintas playning, For his chast
loue, he found but deepe disdaining, As thus he sat, and in his griefe did
tremble, To cheere his spirits the Ær'all queere assemble,
assemble, They sweetly sing, In dolefull tunes he cryes, Griefes are long li'ud, and sorrow seldome dyes.
[XX. Why doe I dying liue]
Why doe I dying liue, and see my life bereft me?
Why doe I dying liue, and see my life bereft me?
Why doe I doubt to dye, and see death onely left me? Th'enlargement
of my better selfe by natures foe, Confines my haplesse life, to neuer dying
woe, Immur'd in sorrowes hold I onely see the light, see the
light of all my ioyes, Wrapt vp in horrors blackest night,
in horrors blackest night, Then like Meander Swans, before my death,
in fatall notes, Ile sigh my latest breath. Ile sigh, my latest breath. Ile sigh my latest breath.
[XXI. In depth of griefe]
In depth of griefe, and sorrow great
In depth of griefe, and sorrow great, Oft haue I, my selfe bewailed,
my selfe bewailed, of that same loue that late had seate in my heart,
but now is failed, And sorrow thou hast done the worst that thou canst
doe, to make me Curst, And sorrow thou hast done the worst that thou canst doe, to make me Curst.
[XXII. All the day I wast in weeping]
All the day I wast in weeping
All the day I wast in weeping, grieued with, grieued
with, grieued with my loues, (Oh) grieued with my loues disdaining,
All the night, all the night, I lye complaining, sighes and sobs, me watchfull
keeping, For thy losse, my liues bright Iewell, Once too
kinde, But now too cruell, For thy losse my liues bright Iewell, Once too kinde, but now too cruell.
[XXIII. Why doest thou flye]
Why doest thou flye? in such disdaine
Why doest thou flye? in such disdaine, Stay, or I dye with endlesse
paine, Pittie, pittie, pittie, my plaint; alas I faint, vnhappy me, wilt neuer
be? Then yet at last glance backe thy eye, And see thy wretched louer dye.
Then yet at last glance backe thy eye, And see thy wretched louer dye.
[XXIIII. Come sorrow, helpe me to lament]
Come sorrow, helpe me to lament
Come sorrow, helpe me to lament, For plaining now must
ease my heart, No pleasure can giue me content, For all delights doth breede my smart, doth breed
my smart, Onely my loue can yeeld reliefe, Whose absence causeth all
my griefe. causeth all my griefe. Onely my loue can yeeld reliefe. Whose
absence causeth all my griefe.
