The first set of English Madrigals To 3. 4. 5. and 6 parts apt both for Viols and Voyces. With a Mourning Song in memory of Prince Henry |
Songs of 6. parts |
XIX. |
XX. |
XXI. |
XXII. |
XXIII. |
XXIIII. |
XXV. |
XXVI. |
XXVII. |
XXVIII. |
The first set of English Madrigals | ||
Songs of 6. parts
[XIX. Retire my troubled soule]
Retire my troubled souleRetire my troubled soule, retire my troubled soule, Rest, rest, and behold, thy dayes of dolour, dangers manifold, See, life is but a dreame, whose best contenting, whose best contenting, Begun with hope, begun with hope, begun with hope, Pursu'd with doubt, pursu'd with doubt, Enioy'd with feare, enioy'd with feare, Ends in repenting, ends in repenting, ends in repenting. repenting.
[XX. Oft have I tendred]
Oft haue I tendred, Oft haue I tendred tributary tearesOft haue I tendred, Oft haue I tendred tributary teares, Mixed with griefe, with griefe, mixed with griefe, and melancholy feares, and melancholy feares, And sometime frolicke hope, and sometime frolicke hope, sad woes beguiling, hath shin'd on my desires, Oh, oh, oh, oh, but from smiling, of late she chang'd, she chang'd, of late she chang'd, of late she chang'd, my sorrow not ressenting, ressenting, Bad me dispaire, dispaire, sigh, grone, and dye lamenting, grone, and dye lamenting.
[XXI. Ovt from the vale of deepe dispayre]
Ovt from the vale of deepe dispayreOvt from the vale of deepe dispayre, of deepe dispayre, With mournefull tunes I fill the ayre, with mournefull tunes I fill the ayre, I fill the ayre, with mournefull tunes I fill the ayre, To satisfie my restlesse ghost, my restlesse ghost, Which Daphnes cruelty, which Daphnes cruelty hath lost, (her) cruelty hath lost, Ore hils and dales in her dull eares, Ore hils and dales in her dull eares, in her dull eares, Ile send my notes, my notes, with bitter teares, with bitter teares, with bitter teares, bitter teares.
[XXII. O deuine Loue]
O deuine Loue, which so aloft can raiseO deuine Loue, which so aloft can raise, aloft can raise, And lift the minde out of this earthly mire, and lift the minde out of this mire, And doth inspire vs with so glorious praise, As with the heauens, As with the heauens doth equall mans desire, Who doth not help to deck thy shrine? With Uenus mirtle and Apollo's tree, Who will not say that thou art most deuine, who at least confesse a Deitye in thee?
[XXIII. If the deepe sighs, of an afflicted brest]
If the deepe sighs, of an afflicted brestIf the deepe sighs, of an afflicted brest, an afflicted brest, Orewhelm'd with sorrow, Or the'rected eyes (of a poore wretch, a poore wretch, with miseries opprest) For whose complaints, teares neuer could suffice, teares neuer could suffice, Haue not the power your Deities to moue, Who shal ere looke for succor from aboue, from aboue? From whom too long I taried for reliefe, I taried for reliefe, Now aske but death, that onely ends my griefe, that onely ends my griefe, my griefe.
[XXIIII. There's not a groue that wonders not my woe]
There's not a groue that wonders not my woeThere's not a groue that wonders not my woe, Nor not a Rider weepes not at my tale, I heare the Eccho's, I heare the Eccho's, (wandring too and fro,) (wandring too and fro,) I heare the Eccho's, I heare the Eccho's, (wandring too and fro) too and fro, too and fro, too and fro, Resound my griefe, my griefe through euery hill and dale, resound my griefe, through euery hill and dale, through euery hill and dale,
[XXV. Dye not fond man]
Dye not fond man, before, before thy dayDye not fond man, before, before thy day, before thy day, Loues cold December will surrender, To succeeding iocond May, iocond, iocond May, iocond May, And then, oh then, oh then, O then, O then, sorrow shall cease, sorrow shall cease, shall cease, shall cease, comforts abounding, abounding, comforts abounding, cares confounding, confounding, shall conclude, shall conclude a happy, a happy peace, shall conclude a happy, happy peace.
[XXVI. I haue intreated and I haue complained]
I haue intreated, and I haue complainedI haue intreated, and I haue complained, I haue disprais'd, & praise I likewise gaue, All means to win her grace I tryed haue, And still I loue, and stil I am disdained, & still I am disdained, disdained, Oh, oh could my sighs, once purchase me reliefe, oh Or in her hart, my tears imprint my griefe, my teares imprint my griefe, imprint my griefe, But cease, cease, vaine sighs, cease, cease yee fruitlesse teares, Teares cannot pierce her hart, not pierce her hart, not nor sighes, nor sighes her eares.
[XXVII. Come sable night]
Come sable night, put on thy mourning stoaleCome sable night, put on thy mourning stoale, And help Amintas sadly to condole, to condole, sadly to condole, Behold, the Sunne hath shut his golden eye, The day, the day is spent, And shades, and shades faire lights supply, All things in sweet repose, their labours close, Onely Amintas, Amintas, waft's his houres in wayling, in wayling, Whilst all his hopes doe faint, and life is fayling, whil'st all his hopes doe faint and life is fayling. and life is fayling.
[XXVIII. Weepe forth your teares]
Weepe forth your teares, and doe lamentWeepe forth your teares, and doe lament, lament, and doe lament, He's dead, he's dead, who liuing was of all the world beloued, Let dolorous lamenting still be spread, through all the earth, that all harts may be moued, To sigh, to sigh and plaine, since death hath slaine Prince Henery, Oh, oh had he liu'd, our hopes had still encreased, our hopes had still encreased, But he is dead, but he is dead, but he is dead, and all our ioyes, our ioyes deceased.
The first set of English Madrigals | ||