Of 4. Voc.
[VII. Sing merry merry birdes]
Sing merry merry birdes your chearefull noates
Sing merry merry birdes your chearefull noates O sing for Progne you haue seene, to come
from sommers Queene, O tune, O tune your throats, when Progne comes, we then are warm forgetting all cold winters harme:
Now may we pearch on branches greene & singing fit not be seen.
[VIII. I Come sweete birds]
I come sweete birds, with swiftest flight
I come sweete birds, with swiftest flight
who neuer knew what was delight, still am I prest to take no rest, still must bee flying
which I euer must endeuour till my dying. It was assignde mee by hard lot and all you see and I breake it not.
[IX. Cocke a doedell doo]
Cocke a doedell doo thus I beginne
Cocke a doedell doo thus I beginne,
and lowdly crow, when none doth sing. All cockes that
are a bed your hens looke well you tread,
for the morning gray cals vp the cherefull
day.
[X. Shrill sounding bird]
Shrill sounding bird call vp the drowsie morn
Shrill sounding bird call vp the drowsie morn
proclaime blacke Morphos thrice to loathsome
cell, that Phœbus face may the faire skies adorne,
whose beams vnholesome vapors doth expell, that I may mount vp to the cleerest skies
and beare a part, in heauenly harmony.
[XI. 2. Part. And when day's fled with slow pace]
And when day's fled with slow pace
And when day's fled with slow pace,
Ile returne to meete darke night attierd
in sable weeds, and dresse my self in black with him to mourne
because the sun ne doth shun his sight, doth shun his
sight, I mourne cause darkenes cuts of my delight.
[XII. Here is an end]
Here is an end of all these songs
Here is an end of all these songs
which are in number but foure parts, and he loues Musicke well we say, that sings all fiue before he starts.
Here endeth the songes of foure partes.
