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Of 5. voc.

[XIII. Dye haplesse man]

Dye haplesse man, Since she denies thee grace:
Sith she doth scorne to loue thee:
Farewell most fayer, though thou dost fayer deface,
Sith for my duteous loue, thou dost reproue mee:
Those smiling eies, that sometimes mee reuiued,
Clowded with frownes, haue mee of life depriued.

[XIIII. The first part. I Fall, I fall, O stay mee]

I fall, I fall, O stay mee,
Deere loue with ioyes yee slay mee,
Of life your lips depriue mee,
Sweet, let your lips reuiue mee,
O whether are you hasting,
and leaue my life thus wasting?
My health on you relyeing,
'Twer sinne to leaue mee dyeing.

[XV. The second part. And though my loue abounding]

And though my loue abounding,
Did make mee fall a sounding,
Yet am I well contented,
Stil so to bee tormented:
And death can neuer feare mee,
As long as you are neare mee.

[XVI. The first part. I Allwaies beg]

I allwaies beg, Yet neuer am releeued:
I greeue, because my griefes are not beleued:
I cry aloud in vaine, my voice out stretched,
And get but this, mine Ecco cals mee wretched.

[XVII. The second part. Thus Loue commaunds]

Thus Loue commaunds, That I in vaine complaine mee,
And sorrow will, That she shall still disdaine mee
Yet did I hope, Which hope my life prolonged,
To heare hir say (alas) his Loue was wronged.

[XVIII. Lady, your words doe spight mee]

Lady, your words doe spight mee,
Yet your sweet lippes so soft, Kisse and delight mee:
Your deeds my hart surchargd with ouer ioying,
Your taunts my lyfe destroying.
Since both haue force to spill mee,
Let kisses sweet, Sweet kill mee:
Knights fight with swords & launces,
Fight you with smiling glaunces,
So like Swans of Leander,
my ghost from hence shall wander.
Singing and dying, Singing and dying.

[XIX. Alas, what a wretched life is this]

Alas, what a wretched life is this, Nay, what a death,
Wher the tyrant Loue commaundeth?
My flouring daies are in their prime declining,
All my proud hope, quite falne, and life vntwining:
My ioyes each after other, In hast are flying,
And leaue mee dying, For hir that skornes my crying:
O shee from hence departs, My Loue refraining,
For whom all hartles, Alas, I dye complayning.

[XX. Vnkinde, O stay thy flying]

Vnkinde, O stay thy flying

Vnkinde, O stay thy flying, And if I needes must dye, pitty mee dying, But in thee, my hart, my hart is lying, And no death can assaile mee, Alas till life doth faile thee, O therfore, O therfore, If the Fates, bid thee be fleeting, Stay for mee, whose poore hart, thou hast in keeping. O therfore, O therfore, If the Fates bid thee be fleeting, Stay for mee, Stay for mee, Stay for mee, whose poore hart thou hast in keeping.

[XXI. I Soung sometimes my thoughts and fancies pleasure]

I soung sometimes my thoughts and fancies pleasure

I soung sometimes my thoughts and fancies pleasure, Wher then I list, or time seru'd best and leasure, While Daphne did inuite mee, To supper once, and dranck to mee to spite mee. I smild: yet still did doubt hir, And dranck wher shee had dranck before, to flout hir. But ô while I did eie hir, But ô while I did eye hir, But ô while I did eye hir, Myne eyes dranck Loue, my lips dranck burning fier. But ô while I die eye hir, did eye hir, But ô while I did eye hir, But ô while I did eye hir, Mine eies dranck Loue, my lips dranck burning fier.

[XXII. Flora gaue me fayrest flowers]

Flora gaue me fayrest flowers, none so fayer

Flora gaue me fayrest flowers, none so fayer, In Floras treasure, none so faier, In Floras treasure: These I plast on Phillis Bowers, She was pleasd, And she my pleasure, She was pleasd, And she my pleasure: Smiling meadowes seeme to say, Come yee wantons, heere to play. Smiling meadowes seeme to say, Come yee wantons, heere to play, Come heere to play. Come yee wantons, heere to play, to play, Come yee wantons, heere to play, to play, come ye wantons, heere to play, to play. Come, come yee wantons heere to play.