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The first set of English madrigales

to 3. 4. 5. and 6. voices. Newly composed by Thomas Bateson
Bateson, Thomas
  
[dedication]

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Songs to 3. voices
  
[When Oriana Walkt to take the aier]
 I. 
[I. Beautie is a louely sweet]
 II. 
[II. Loue would discharge the dutie of his hart]
 III. 
[III. The Nightingale, so soone as Aprill bringeth]
 IIII. 
[IIII. Aye mee, my mistris scorns my loue]
 V. 
[V. Come follow mee faire Nymphs]
 VI. 
[VI. Your shining eies & gowlden haire]
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Songs to 4. voices
 VII. 
[VII. Whether so fast, see how the kindly flow'rs]
 VIII. 
[VIII. Dame Venus hence to Paphos goe]
 IX. 
[IX. Downe from aboue falls Ioue in rayne]
 X. 
[X. A dew, sweet loue, a dew]
 XI. 
[XI. If loue be blind, how hath he then the sight]
 XII. 
[XII. Phillis farewell, I may no longer liue]
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Song to 5. voices
 XIII. 
[XIII. Those sweet delightful Lillies]
 XIIII. 
[XIIII. And must I needs depart then]
 XV. 
[XV. Sweet Gemma, when I first beheld]
 XVI. 
[XVI. Yet stay alway, bee chained to my heart]
 XVII. 
[XVII. Strange were the life, that eu'rie man would like]
 XVIII. 
[XVIII. Alas, alas, where is my Loue? where is my sweeting?]
 XIX. 
[XIX. O flie not Loue, O flie not mee]
 XX. 
[XX. Who prostate lies at Womens feete]
 XXI. 
[XXI. Sister awake close not your eies]
 XXII. 
[XXII. Hark, heare you not a heauenly harmony]
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Songs to 6. voices
 XXIII. 
[XXIII. Deare if you wish, my dying]
 XXIIII. 
[XXIIII. Faire Hebe, when dame Flora meets]
 XXVI. 
[XXVI. Thirsis, Thirsis, on his faire Phillis brest reposing]
 XXVII. 
[XXVII. Merely my loue & I]
 XXVIII. 
[XXVIII. Mvsicke some think no Musick is]

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[XXI. Sister awake close not your eies]

Sister awake close not your eies

Sister awake close not your eies, the day her light discloses, and the bright morning doth arise, Out of her bed of Roses: See, the cleere Sunne, the worlds bright Eie, in at our window peeping: peeping, Loe how he blusheth, to espie vs idle wenches sleeping, therfore awake make hast I say, and let vs without staying, all in our gowns of greene so gaye, into the Parke a Maying.

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