Madrigales and ayres of two, three, foure and fiue Voyces, with the continued Base, with Toccatos, Sinfonias and Rittornellos to them. After the manner of Consort Musique. To be performed with the Harpesechord, Lutes, Theorbos, Base Violl, two Violins, or two viols |
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XIIII.
[Since all things loue, why should not we]
Since all things loue, why should not we,
The best of creatures bee as free,
The Pearle eyd fish in euerie water
Pursues his loue being taught by nature,
The seely worme the Lambe and harmelesse Doue,
Which knoweth nothing, yet knowes how to loue.
The best of creatures bee as free,
The Pearle eyd fish in euerie water
Pursues his loue being taught by nature,
The seely worme the Lambe and harmelesse Doue,
Which knoweth nothing, yet knowes how to loue.
All sencelesse things loues passions feele,
The stone attrackes th'vnyeelding steele.
The Iuin twines on euerie tree,
And loues it more then you loue mee.
And in the cold of Winter fresh is seene,
For heat of loue is it that keepes it greene.
The stone attrackes th'vnyeelding steele.
The Iuin twines on euerie tree,
And loues it more then you loue mee.
And in the cold of Winter fresh is seene,
For heat of loue is it that keepes it greene.
Then learne by seeing what they doe,
If they want eyes, hands, tongues yet woe.
Can you that haue of each the best,
Apt for that vse yet vse them least,
T'ware sin to thinke the world did neare yet show,
So vnkind a brest grac't with so mild a brow.
If they want eyes, hands, tongues yet woe.
Can you that haue of each the best,
Apt for that vse yet vse them least,
T'ware sin to thinke the world did neare yet show,
So vnkind a brest grac't with so mild a brow.
The lasse that lou'd the Idean swane,
Thought it not base nor found it vaine.
Adone was lou'd though proud and coye.
Endimion to that drowsie boye,
Whom for to please such care faire Cinthia tooke,
That euer since that time she pale doth looke.
Thought it not base nor found it vaine.
Adone was lou'd though proud and coye.
Endimion to that drowsie boye,
Whom for to please such care faire Cinthia tooke,
That euer since that time she pale doth looke.
Then let vs loue whilst we are in youth,
You fraught with beautie, I with truth.
Weel' make the world being in our prime,
Wrinckled with enuie more then time,
And when too old to liue yee fate draws nigh,
Our loue shall make vs too to young to die.
You fraught with beautie, I with truth.
Weel' make the world being in our prime,
Wrinckled with enuie more then time,
And when too old to liue yee fate draws nigh,
Our loue shall make vs too to young to die.
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