[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.
