The first booke of songs & ayres of foure parts with Tableture for the Lute So made that all the parts together, or either of them severally may be song to the Lute, Orpherian or Viol de Gambo |
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 | The first booke of songs & ayres of foure parts with Tableture for the Lute |  |
II.
[Fond wanton youths make loue a God]
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Fond wanton youths make loue a God,Which after proueth ages rod,
Their youth, their time, their wit, their arte,
They spend in seeking of their smarte,
And which of follies is the chiefe,
They wooe their woe, they wedde their griefe.
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All finde it so who wedded are,Loues sweetes they finde enfold sowre care:
His pleasures pleasingst in the eie,
Which tasted once, with lothing die:
They find of follies tis the chiefe,
Their woe to wooe to wedde their griefe.
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If for their owne content they choose,Forthwith their kindreds loue they loose:
And if their kindred they content,
For euer after they repent.
O tis of all our follies chiefe,
Our woe to wooe to wedde our griefe.
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In bed vvhat strifes are bred by day,Our puling vviues doe open lay:
None friendes none foes vve must esteeme,
But vvhome they so vouchsafe to deeme:
O tis of all our follies chiefe,
Our woe to wooe to vvedde our griefe.
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Their smiles we want if ought they want,And either we their wils must grant,
Or die they will or are vvith child,
Their laughings must not be beguild:
O tis of all our follies chiefe,
Our woe to vvoo to vvedde our griefe.
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Foule vviues are iealous, faire vviues false,Mariage to either bindes vs thrall:
Wherefore being bound vve must obey,
And forced be perforce to say:
Of all our blisse it is the chiefe,
Our woe to vvooe to wed our griefe.
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