Songs of sundrie natures some of grauitie, and others of myrth, fit for all companies and voyces. Lately made and composed into Musicke of 3. 4. 5. and 6. parts: and published for the delight of all such as take pleasure in the exercise of that Art |
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| Of 4. voc. |
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 | Songs of sundrie natures |  |
Of 4. voc.
[XV. The first part. Is loue a boy?]
Is loue a boy? what meanes he then to strikeIs loue a boy? what meanes he then to strike, or is he blind? why will he be a guide, is he a man? why doth he hurt his lyke, is he a God? why doth he men deride, No one of these but one compact of all, a wilful boy, a man stil dealing blowes, of purpose blind, to leade men to their thrall, a God that rules, vnruly, God he knowes.
[XVI. The second part. Boy pittye me yt am a child againe]
Boy pittye me yt am a child againeBoy pittye me yt am a child againe, blynde be no more, my guide to make me stray, to make me stray, man vse thy might to force away my paine, God do me good, and leade me to my way, And if thou beest a powre to me vnknowne, powre of my life, let heere thy grace be showne, let let heere thy grace be showne. And if &c.
[XVII. The first part. Wounded I am and dare not seeke reliefe]
Wounded I am and dare not seeke reliefeWounded I am and dare not seeke reliefe, for this new stroke vnsene but not vnfelt, no bloud nor bruse is witnes of my griefe, is witnes of my griefe, but sighes, and teares wherewith I mourne and melt, wherwith I mourne and melt, if I complayne, my witnes is suspect, if I containe, with cares I am vndone, sit still and dye, tell truth and be reiect, tell truth and be reiect, O hatefull, O hatefull choyse that sorow cannot shunne, that sorow cannot shun.
[XVIII. The second part. Yet of vs twaine whose losse shalbe the lesse]
Yet of vs twaine whose losse shalbe the lesseYet of vs twaine whose losse shalbe the lesse, myne of my life, or you of your good name, or you of your good name, light is my death regarding my distresse, regarding my destresse, but your offence cryes out, cryes out to your diffame, to your diffame, A virgin fayre hath slayne for lacke of grace, of grace, the man that made an Idoll of her face, of her face, of her face. A virgin. &c
[XIX. The first part. From Citheron: And smiling sits vppon a virgins lap]
From Citheron: And smiling sits vppon a virgins lapFrom Citheron: And smiling sits vppon a virgins lap, a virgins lap, thereby to traine poore misers to the trappe, whom beauty drawes with fancye to be fedde, to be fedde, and when desire, and when desire, with eager lookes is ledde, then from her eyes, the arrow flyes, fethered with flame, arm'd with a golden head, arm'd with a golden head.
[XX. The second part. There carelesse thoughts are freed of that flame]
There carelesse thoughts are freed of that flameThere carelesse thoughts are freed of that flame, wherwith her thrales are scorched to the hart, to the hart, if loue would so, would God, th'enchauntyng dart, might once returne & burne, from whence it came, from whence it came, not to deface, of beautyes worke the frame, but by rebownd, it might be found, what secret smart I suffer by the same. by the same, what secret smart I suffer by the same, I suffer by the same.
[XXI. The third part. If loue be iust, then iust is my desire]
If loue be iust, then iust is my desireIf loue be iust, then iust is my desire, and if vniust, why is he calld a God, O God, O good, O good, O iust, reserue thy rod, to chasten those that from thy lawes retyre, retyre, retyre, but chuse aryght, good loue I thee require, require, the golden head, not that of lead, of lead, not that of lead, her hart is frost and must dissolue by fire, her hart is frost and must dissolue by fire, dissolue by fire, and must dissolue by fyre, by fire.
[XXII. O Lord my God, let flesh and bloud thy seruant not subdew]
O Lord my God, let flesh and bloud thy seruant not subdewO Lord my God, let flesh and bloud thy seruant not subdew, nor let the world deceiue me, with his glory most vntrue, vntrue, let not O Lord, O myghty God, let not thy mortall foe, let not the seend, let not the fende with all his craft, with all his craft, thy seruant, ouerthrow: But to resist, but to resist, giue fortitude, giue patience to endure, giue Constancye, that alwaies thine I may perseuer sure, I may perseuer sure, perseuer
XXIII.
[Whyle that the Sunne with his beames hot]
[1]
Whyle that the Sunne with his beames hot,Scorched the fruits in vale & mountaine:
Philon the sheperd late forgot,
Sitting besides a Christall fountaine,
In shadow of a greene Oke tree,
Vppon his pipe this song playd he:
Your minde is light, Soone lost for new loue.
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So long as I was in your sight,I was as your hart, your soule, your treasure,
And euermore you sob'd, you sigh'd,
Burning in flames beyond all measure,
Three dayes endur'd your Loue to me,
And it was lost in other three.
Vntrue loue vntrue loue adew loue,
Your mynd is light, soone lost for new loue
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Another shepherd you dyd see,To whome your hart was soone enchayned,
Full soone your loue was leapt from me,
Full soone my place he had obtayned,
And we were out and he was in.
Adew loue, &c.
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Sure you haue made me passing glad,That you your mynd so soone remoued,
Before that I the leysure had,
To chuse you for my best beloued.
Two dayes before it was begoonne.
Adew Loue &c.
[XXIIII. Reioyce, reioyce, with hart and voyce]
Reioyce, reioyce, with hart and voyceReioyce, reioyce, with hart and voyce, with hart and voyce, in Christ his byrth this day, this day reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, in Christ his birth this day, this day, this day reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, reioyce, reioyce.
[XXV. Cast of all doubtfull care, all doubtfull care]
Cast of all doubtfull care, all doubtfull careCast of all doubtfull care, all doubtfull care, exile and, banish teares, to ioyfull newes deuine, deuine, to ioyfull newes deuine, deuine, to ioyfull newes deuine, deuine, lend vs your listning eares. lend vs your listning eares, lend vs your listning eares, lend vs your listning eares, your listning eares.
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