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The second set of madrigales

to 3. 4. 5. and 6. Parts: Apt for Viols and Voyces. Newly composed by Thomas Bateson
Bateson, Thomas

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Songs of 3. Voyces
 I. 
[I. Love is the fire that burnes me]
 II. 
[II. My Mistrisse after seruice due]
 III. 
[III. One woman scarce of twenty]
 IIII. 
[IIII. If I seeke to inioy]
 V. 
[V. Pleasure]
 VI. 
[VI. Sweet those Trammels of your haire]
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Songs of 4. Voyces
 VII. 
[VII. Liue not poore bloome]
 VIII. 
[VIII. The Nightingale in silent night]
 IX. 
[IX. Oh, what is she]
 X. 
[X. See forth her eyes]
 XI. 
[XI. When to the gloomie woods]
 XII. 
[XII. I floods of teares could clense my follies past]
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Songs of 5. Voyces
 XIII. 
[XIII. Haue I found her]
 XIIII. 
[XIIII. Downe the hills Corina trips]
 XV. 
[XV. Camella faire tript or'e the plaine]
 XVI. 
[XVI. Sadnesse sit downe]
 XVII. 
[XVII. Life of my life]
 XVIII. 
[XVIII. I heard a noise]
 XIX. 
[XIX. With bitter sighs I heard Amintas playning]
 XX. 
[XX. Why doe I dying liue]
 XXI. 
[XXI. In depth of griefe]
 XXII. 
[XXII. All the day I wast in weeping]
 XXIII. 
[XXIII. Why doest thou flye]
 XXIIII. 
[XXIIII. Come sorrow, helpe me to lament]
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Songs of 6. Voices
 XXV. 
[XXV. Cupid in a bed of Roses]
 XXVI. 
[XXVI. Cytherea smiling, said]
 XXVII. 
[XXVII. Her haire, the net of goulden wire]
 XXVIII. 
[XXVIII. Fond loue is blind]
 XXIX. 
[XXIX. Ah Cupid, grant that I may neuer see]
 XXX. 
[XXX. She with a cruell frowne]

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[II. My Mistrisse after seruice due]

My Mistrisse after seruice due

My Mistrisse after seruice due, Demaunded if indeed my loue were true, I said it was, Then shee replide, That I must hate who she defide, And so my selfe, aboue the rest, Whom she, (she swore) did most of all detest, In sooth said I, you see I hate my selfe, Who sets my loue on such a peeuish elfe. In sooth said I, you see I hate my selfe, who sets my loue on such a peeuish elfe.

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