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The second set of Madrigals, and Pastorals, of 3. 4. 5. and 6. Parts

Apt for Violls and Voyces

Pilkington, Francis

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To my approoued Friend, Master Francis Pilkington, Batchelar of Musicke.

To Master Francis Pilkington, Batchelar of Musicke.

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I.

[I. Sou'raigne of my delight]

II.

[II. Yond hill tops Phœbus kist]

III.

[III. Wake sleepy Thirsis]

IIII.

[IIII. Stay heart, runne not so fast]

V.

[V. Yee bubling springs]

VI.

[VI. Your fond preferments are but Childrens toyes]

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VII.

[VII. Mænalcas in an euening walking was]

VIII.

[VIII. Coy Daphne fled from Phœbus hot pursuite]

IX.

[IX. Chast Daphne fled from Phœbus hot pursuite]

X.

[X. If she neglect me, I doe waile and cry]

XI.

[XI. Palæmon and his Sylivia forth must walke]

XII.

[XII. You gentle Nymphs that on these meadowes play]

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XIII.

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

XIIII.

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

XV.

[XV. Crowned with flowers I saw faire Amarillis]

XVI.

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

XVII.

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

XVIII.

[XVIII. Goe you skipping Kids and Fawnes]

XIX.

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

XX.

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

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XXI.

[XXI. Deare Shepheardesse, thou art more louely faire]

XXII.

[XXII. Cruell Pabrilla with thine angrie looke]

XXIIII.

[XXIIII. O softly singing Lute]

XXV.

[XXV. O Praise the Lord all ye Heathen]

XXVI.

[XXVI. Svrcease you youthfull shepheardesses all

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[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.