 | The first booke of balletts to five voyces |  |
V.
[Singing alone sat my sweet Amarillis, Fa la la la.]
Singing alone sat my sweet Amarillis, Fa la la la.
The Satyres daunced, All with Ioy surprised,
Was neuer yet such dainty sport deuised, Fa la la la.
The Satyres daunced, All with Ioy surprised,
Was neuer yet such dainty sport deuised, Fa la la la.
Come loue againe (soung shee) to thy beloued. Fa la la la.
Alas what fearst thou? will I not perseuer,
Yes thou art mine, and I am thine for euer. Fa la la la.
Alas what fearst thou? will I not perseuer,
Yes thou art mine, and I am thine for euer. Fa la la la.
| The first booke of balletts to five voyces | |