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Of 5. Voc.

[XIII. Chast Syrinx fled, feare hasting on her pace]

Chast Syrinx fled

Chast Syrinx fled, chast Syrinx fled, feare hasting on her pace, hasting, hasting on her pace, With loosed haire, and teare bedewed face, and teare bedewed face, Wearie God wot, And Pan behinde her, and Pan behinde, and Pan behinde her nye, Pan behinde her nye, She fills the woods with many a drery, drery cry, The gods did see, and seeme her case to mourne, And into reeds, her dainty, dainty limbs transforme, So now she makes, she makes, so now she makes most ioyous, ioyous melody, For ioy she kept her lou'd virginitie.



[XIIII. Come Shepheards weeds, attend my wofull cryes]

Come Shepheards weeds, attend my wofull cryes

Come Shepheards weeds, attend my wofull cryes, come Shepheards weeds attend my wofull cryes, Disuse your selues from sweet Mænalcas voyce, disuse your selues from sweet Mænalcas voyce, Mænalcas voyce, For other be those tunes, for other be those tunes which sorrow tyes, which sorrow tyes, which sorrow tyes, From those cleare notes which freely may reioyce, Then power out plaint, and in one word say this, Helplesse his plaint who spoyles himselfe of blisse.



[XV. Crowned with flowers I saw faire Amarillis]

Crowned with flowers, with flowers

Crowned with flowers, with flowers, I saw faire Amarillis, Amarillis by Thersis sit, Hard by a fount of Christall, And with her hand more white then snow or lillies, on sand she wrote, My faith shall be immortall, But sodainly a storme, but sodainly a storme of winde & weather, Blue all her faith, blue all her faith and sand away together. But sodainly a storme of winde and weather, Blue all her faith and sand away together.



XVI. An Elegie on the death of his Worshipfull friend, Master Thomas Purcell of Dunhill, Esquire, in Salop.

Weepe sad Vrania, weepe

Weepe sad Vrania, weepe, For thou hast lost thy deare, And now must fixe thy sacred loue elsewhere, For he that lately made thy numbers eu'n, for he that lately made thy numbers eu'n, Forsaking earth, is now possest, possest of heau'n, is now possest of heauen, Where he though dead still liues with God on hye, He found, he found, we lost, we lost, He sings, he sings, we sigh and dye.



[XVII. O Gratious God, pardon my great offence]

O gratious God, pardon, pardon my great offence

O gratious God, pardon, pardon my great offence, pardon, pardon my great, my great offence, O pardon my great offence, Increase my faith, renue thy spirit, thy spirit of grace, renue thy spirit of grace, Inuest me with thy Christ his innocence, And from me Lord, turne not away thy face, Let not my sinnes foule, foule, many, many, though they be, they be, Make a diuorse betweene thy grace, and me.



[XVIII. Goe you skipping Kids and Fawnes]

Goe you skipping, skipping

Goe you skipping, skipping, skipping Kids and Fawnes, Exercise your swift carriere, ouer pleasant fields and lawnes, Rousing, rousing, rousing vp, rousing vp, rousing vp the fearefull Deere, fearefull Deere, the feareful Deere, fearefull Deere, Greet them all with what I sing, Endlesse, endlesse, endlesse loue eternizing, eternizing. Greet them all with what I sing, Endlesse, endlesse, endlesse loue, eternizing, eternizing.



[XIX. Care for thy soule as thing of greatest price]

Care, for thy soule as thing of greatest price

Care, for thy soule as thing of greatest price, Made, made vnto the end to tast, to tast, to tast of pow'r diuine, to tast, to tast, of pow'r diuine, Deuoid of guilt, deuoid of guilt, abhorring sinne and vice, Apt by Gods grace to vertue to incline, Care for it so, as by thy retchlesse traine, It be not brought to tast eternall paine.



[XX. Drowne not with teares, my deerest loue]

Drowne not with teares

Drowne not with teares, drowne not with teares, my deerest loue, Those eyes which my affections moue, which my affections moue, Doe not with weeping those lights blinde, Which me in thy subiection binde, which me in thy subiection binde, subiection binde, Time that hath made vs two of one, of one, hath made vs two of one, And forst thee now to liue alone, Will once againe vs revnite, revnite, vs revnite, To shew how she can fortune spight.

Here endeth the Songs of fiue Parts.