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Of 3. Voc.

[I. See where my loue]

See where my loue a Maying goes

See where my loue a Maying goes, with sweet Dame Flora sporting, sporting, She most alone with Nightingales, she most alone, she most alone with Nightingales, in woods delights consorting, in, &c. Turne againe, Turne againe my dearest, The pleasant ayre's in meadows, Els by the riuers let vs breathe, and kisse, and kisse amongst the willowes.

[II. I follow loe the footing]

I follow loe the footing

I follow loe the footing, the footing, I follow loe the footing, still of my louely cruell, Proud of her selfe, that she is beauties iewell, And fast away she flyeth, Loues sweet delight deriding, In woods and groues, sweet Natures treasure hyding, Yet cease I not pursuing, But since I thus haue sought her, I &c, Will run me out of breath, Till I haue caught her. Yet cease I not pursuing, But since I thus haue sought her, Will runne me out of breath, till I haue caught her.

[III. Poure forth mine eyes]

Poure forth mine eyes

Poure forth mine eyes, forth mine eyes the fountaines of your teares, Breake hart, breake hart and dye, Breake hart and dye, and dye, for now no hope appeares, Hope vpon which, vpon which, before my thoughts were fed, Hath left me quite forlorne, quite forlorne, and from me, from me fled, Yet see she smiles, O see, O see some hope apperes, Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares. Yet see she smiles, O see, O see some hope apperes, Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares.

[IIII. Stay Nimph]

Stay Nimph, O stay, the ground seekes but to kisse thy feet

Stay Nimph, O stay, the ground seekes but to kisse thy feet, Harke, harke, harke how Philomela sweetly sings, how Philomela, sweetly sings, Whilst wanton, wanton, wanton fishes as they meete, wanton fishes as they meete, strike crochet, crochet time, amidst these christall springs, And Zephirus mongst the leaues, the leaues, sweet murmurings, Stay but a while, Phœbe no teltale is, She her Endimion, Ile my Phœbe kisse, Ile my Phœbe kisse.

[V. Dorus a silly Shepheard]

Dorus a seely shepherd swaine

Dorus a seely shepherd swaine, whilst he his flocke was keeping, Vpon the vast, vpon the vast Arcadian plaine, found Amoretta sleeping, And fearing least she had beene slaine, she had beene slaine, his eyes burst forth a weeping, Yet feeling her pure pulses beate, her pure pulses beate, not minding to molest her, He view'd her most admired parts, admired parts, and so most kindely kist her.

[VI. Is this thy doome?]

Is this thy doome, and shall thy shepherd dye?

Is this thy doome, and shall thy shepherd dye? Wounded with Loue, stab'd with affect'ons eye, Say then sweet Saint, what breast shall be thy shrine, thy shrine? When thou hast slaine the hart, hast slaine the hart that erst was thine, Pitty, O pitty, O pitty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say to me, kinde shepherd liue. Pitty, O pitty, O pitty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say to me, kinde shepherd liue.