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Songs of 6. Voyces.

XVII. A Song made vpon the Mariage of the Right worshipfull, and my very good friend Edward Oldisworth of Lincolnes Inne Esquire.

Qvicke, quicke, quicke, quicke, quicke, away dispatch

Qvicke, quicke, quicke, quicke, quicke, away dispatch, be nimble, nimble, quicke away, Bells are now a ringing, Maides are singing, the Priest for you doth stay, for you doth stay, An holly day, a happy day, a merry, merry, merry day, The first of something, be nimble, nimble, quicke away. Quicke, quicke, quicke, quicke, away. Quicke, quicke, quicke, quicke away, away, away. An holly day.

[XVIII. No hast but good, yet stay a while]

No hast but good, yet stay a while

No hast but good, yet stay a while, of free, I bound must be, but bound to him, thats bound to me, such bondage makes me free, An holly day, a happy day, a merry, merry, merry day, The first of something, with Ioy I come, I come away, I come, I come away, I come, I come away, I come away An holly day.

XIX. Flye away care, for Venus goes a Maying.

Flye away care, flye away care, for Venus goes a Maying

Flye away care, flye away care, for Venus goes a Maying, flye away care, for Venus goes a Maying, So by her happy ayde, we heere together playing may sweetly kisse, And feare no fraying, and feare no fraying.

XX. When Dauid heard that Absolom was slaine.

When Dauid heard that Absolom was slaine

When Dauid heard that Absolom was slaine, He went vp to his chamber ouer the gate, and wept, and wept, And thus he said, O, O my sonne, O my sonne, Absolom my sonne, my sonne, O my sonne Absolom, Absolom, Would God I had dy'd for thee, would God I had dy'd for thee, O, O Absolom, Absolom, O, Absolom, Absolom, O my sonne Absolom, Absolom. O my sonne, my sonne.

[XXI. Hast thee O God]

Hast thee O God

Hast thee O God. Make hast to help me, O Lord, To help me O Lord, to help me O Lord. And put to confusion, And put to confusion, That wish me euill, That cry ouer me, there, there.

[XXII. Bvt let all those that seeke thee be ioyfull]

Bvt let all those that seeke thee be ioyfull

Bvt let all those that seeke thee be ioyfull, and glad in thee, and let all such as delight in thy saluation say alway, The Lord be praised, Thou art my helper and redeemer O Lord, O Lord make no long tarrying, Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.

XXIII. Weepe not deere loue

Weepe not deere loue, weepe not deere loue

Weepe not deere loue, weepe not deere loue, but ioy I am a dying, O cease this crying, for teares and sighes and moning, for teares, and sighes, and moning. No waies can helpe, But quickly death will, but quickly death will end my groaning. No waies can helpe, but quickly death will, but quickly death will end my groaning. O cease this crying.