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The Second Booke of Songs or Ayres

of 2. 4. and 5. parts: With Tableture for the Lute or Orpherian, with the Violl de Gamba. Composed by Iohn Dovvland ... Also an excelent lesson for the Lute and Base Viol, called Dowlands adew [by John Dowland]

Dowland, John (1563?-1626)

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To the right Noble and Vertuous Ladie, Lucie Comptesse of BEDFORD.

II.

II. Flow my teares fall from your springs

III.

III. Sorrow sorrow stay, lend true repentant teares

IIII.

IIII. Dye not beefore thy day

V Mourne, mourne, day is with darknesse fled

VI.

VI. Times eldest sonne, olde age the heyre of ease

VII.

VII. Second part. Then sit thee downe, and say thy Nunc Demittis

VIII.

VIII. Third part. When others sings Venite exultemus

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XXII. [Humor say what mak'st thou heere]

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XVII. [A shepheard in a shade, his plaining made]

A shepheard in a shade, his plaining made,
Of loue and louers wrong,
Vnto the fairest lasse, That trode on grasse,
And thus beegan his song.
Restore, restore my hart againe,
Which loue by thy sweet lookes hath slaine,
Least that inforst by your disdaine, I sing,
Fye fye on loue, it is a foolish thing.

Since loue and Fortune will, I honour still,
Your faire and louely eye,
What conquest will it bee, Sweet Nimph for thee,
If I, for sorrow dye.
Restore, restore my hart againe,
Which loue by thy sweet lookes hath slaine,
Least that inforst by your disdaine, I sing,
Fye fye on loue, it is a foolish thing.

My hart where haue you laid O cruell maide,
To kill when you might saue,
Why haue yee cast it sorth as nothing worth,
Without a tombe or graue.
O let it bee intombed and lye,
In your sweet minde and memorie,
Least I resound on euery warbling string,
Fye fye on loue that is a foolish thing.