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Pammelia

Mvsicks Miscellanie. Or, Mixed Varietie of Pleasant Roundelayes, and delightfull Catches, of 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. Parts in one
Ravenscroft, Thomas (1592?-1635?)
  
[epigraph]
  
[dedication]

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Rounds or Catches of three Uoices.
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Rounds or Catches of foure Uoices.
 30. 
[30 Hey downe downe]
 31. 
[31 Vt, re, me, fa, sol, la]
 45. 
[45 Lord of whome I doe depende]
 46. 
[46 Attend my people and giue eare]
 47. 
[47 O Lord in thee is all my trust]
 48. 
[48 O Lord turne not away thy face from him]
 53. 
[53 As I mee walked in a May Morning]
 54. 
[54 The white Henne shee cackles]
 55. 
[55 The winde blowes out of the west]
 56. 
[56 Iacke boy]
 57. 
[57 Blow thy horne thou iolly hunter]
 58. 
[58 Banbery Ale]
 59. 
[59 A Miller would I be]
 60. 
[60 Birch and greene holly]
 61. 
[61 The larke Linit and Nightingale]
 62. 
[62 Trole trole the bole to me]
 63. 
[63 Now Robin lend to me thy bow]
 64. 
[64 Farewell mine owne sweet heart]
 65. 
[65 Fay mi, fa re la mi]
 66. 
[66 Mvsing musing mine owne selfe all alone]
 67. 
[67 To Portsmouth]
 68. 
[68 Come drinke to mee]
 69. 
[69 Lets haue a peale for Iohn Cookes soule]
 70. 
[70 Sing we this roundelay merily my mate]
 71. 
[71 Vt re mi fa mi re vt]
 72. 
[72 Lady come down]
 73. 
[73 Loue, loue sweet loue for euermore]
 74. 
74 A Round of three Country dances in one.
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Rounds or Catches of fiue Uoices.
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Rounds or Catches of sixe Uoices.
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Rounds or Catches of Eight Voices.
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A Round or Catch for Nine voices.
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A Round or Catch for ten or eleuen voices.

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[55 The winde blowes out of the west]

The winde blowes out of the west

The winde blowes out of the west, thou gentle Mariner a, looke to the loosse wel, beware the lee still, for deadly rockes doe now apeare a, looke to thy tacke, let bowling goe slacke, so shal wee scape them and goe cleare, Tarra tan tarra stir well thy course sirra, the wind waxeth large, the sheetes doe thou vear, goe fill the canne, giue vs some beare. Ile drinke thee Ile brinks thee my mates, what cheare?

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