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Songs of 5. Voyces.

[IX. To heare men sing I care not.]

To heare men sing, I care not

To heare men sing, I care not, to heare men sing I care not, by them I feare no leasing, Heare women sing I dare not, their voyces are so pleasing, for she that better singeth, The greater danger bringeth, the greater danger bringeth. For she that better singeth, The greater danger bringeth, the greater danger bringeth.

[X. O clap your hands together all yee people]

O clap your hands together all yee people

O clap your hands together all yee people, O sing vnto God, with the voyce of melody, of melody, For the Lord is high, and to be feared, He is the greatest King, vpon all the earth, vpon all the earth. He shall chuse out an heritage, for vs, for vs, Eu'n the worship of Iacob, whom he loued, he loued, whom he loued.

[XI. God is gone vp with a merry noyse]

God is gone vp with a merry noyse

God is gone vp with a merry noyse, And the Lord with the sound of the trumpet. O sing praises, sing praises to our King, O sing praises, sing praises to our King. With vnderstanding, with vnderstanding. Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.

[XII. I heard three Virgins sweetly singing]

I heard three Virgins sweetly singing

I heard three Virgins sweetly singing, and for the Muses them reputed, such sweetnesse from their lips was springing, But straight their number that confuted, Then looking better on their faces, I found they were the louely Graces, they were the louely Graces. they were the louely Graces.

[XIII. What heart such doubled force resisteth?]

What heart such doubled force resisteth?

What heart such doubled force resisteth? such doubled force, such doubled force resisteth? Or to be wonne by them refuses? in whom such excellence consisteth, For beauty, graces, for singing Muses, Where Musicke, lookes, and beauty soundeth, what heart so stony, but it woundeth.

XIIII. Faire Daphne

Faire Daphne, gentle Shepheardesse, sat weeping

Faire Daphne, gentle Shepheardesse, sat weeping, Good Thirsis losse the swaines their flockes left keeping, Attending all on Daphnes mournfull layes, whose ditties were her griefes, and Thirsis praise, Thus she sat singing, her poore hands wringing, Ah death hath slaine the gentlest swaine, Thirsis is dead and wrapt in leade, O heauy heauy hearse, O mournefull hearse

XV. O Lord of whom I doe depend.

O Lord of whom I doe depend

O Lord of whom I doe depend, behould my carefull heart, And when thy will and pleasure is, release me of my smart, my smart, release me of my smart, And when thy will and pleasure is, release me of my smart, Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen.

XVI. Come shepheard swaines.

Come shepheard swaines

Come shepheard swaines, and on this Cipres tree hang all your pipes, Sing not a note of mirth, But sigh, with me, Adew, adew, adew, adew delights, Adew, adew, adew, adew delights, For shee is dead, who while shee liu'd was such, As in her praises, none could sing too much, none could sing too much, But now her body lies full low, full low, The more her ioy The more our woe, the more our woe.