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 |
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 | The first set of English Madrigals |  |
Songs of 3. Parts
I.
[My true loue hath my hart, and I haue his]
By iust exchange one for the other giuen,
I hold his deare, and mine he cannot misse,
There neuer was a better bargaine driuen.
His hart in me keepes me and him in one,
My hart in him his thoughts and senses guides,
He loues my hart, for once it was his owne,
I cherish his, I because in me it bides, in because bides.
[II. His hart his wound receiued from my sight]
His hart his wound receiued from my sightHis hart his wound receiued from my sight, his wound, his wound, receiued from my sight, from my sight, My hart was wounded, with his wounded hart, with his wounded hart, For as from me, on him, on him his hart light, So still me thought in mee his hart did smart, So still me thought in me his hart did smart, his hart did smart, Both equall hurt in this, Change sought our blisse: My true loue hath my hart, and I, and I haue his. Both equall hurt in this, Change fought our blisse: My true loue hath my hart, and I, and I haue his.
[III. O say deere life]
O say deere lifeO say deere life, when shall these twineborne berryes, So louely ripe, by my rude lips, rude lips be tasted? Shall I not plucke, Shall I not pluck? (Sweet fay not nay) Shall I not pluck those Cherryes? O let them not with Sommers heate be blasted, be blasted, Nature thou know'st bestow'd them free on thee, Then be thou kinde, bestow them free on me, on me, on me, bestow them free on me.
IIII.
[In health and ease am I]
Yet, as I senslesse were it nought contents me,
You sicke, you sicke in paine doe lye,
And (ah) your payne exceedingly torments me,
Whereof I can this onely reason giue,
That dead vnto my selfe, in you I liue.
[V. Goe wayling accents]
Goe wayling accents, goeGoe wayling accents, goe, to the Author of my woe, Say deere, say deere, why hide you so from him your blessed eyes, where hee beholds his earthly Paradise, Since hee hides not from you his hart, wherein loues heau'n, you may view, may view, wherein loues heau'n, you may view, you may view, you may view, loues heau'n you may view?
[VI. Fly not so fast]
Fly not so fast, so fast, so fast, my onely ioy and IewellFly not so fast, so fast, so fast, my onely ioy and Iewell, Pitty at last my teares, O be not cruell, Fly not so fast, so fast, so fast, my onely ioy and Iewell, Pitty at last my teares, O be not cruell, Aye me, alas, alas she's gone and left me, Dye, dye my hart, dye, dye my hart, my hart, All ioy is now bereft me. Aye me, alas, she's gone and left me. Dye, dye my hart, dye, dye my hart, All ioy, all ioy is now bereft me.
| The first set of English Madrigals | |