Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces; To be Sung either to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol |
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A Pastoral Dialogue.
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A Pastoral Dialogue.
Fly, Fly good Shepherd, hast awayNymph.
Fly, Fly good Shepherd, hast away, the Wood's beset; come take this way, lest that thou lose that Life which I could dye for so contentedly.
Shepherd.
Oh! no, oh! no, my Dear I cannot Fly.
Nimph.
Then I perceive 'tis I must dye.
Shep.
Wrong not my Courage, nor my Love, nor let thy Fears my Ruine prove. Ile not depart, though for it I do soundly smart.
Nymph.
Prethee begone, here comes in arms a mighty throng.
Shepherd.
What's that to mee.
Nimph.
Oh! lovely Shepherd prethee flee.
Shep.
Sing first a song; and then perchance I may begone.
Nymph.
What shall it be?
What ever't be best pleaseth thee.
Nymph.
Be not so fond, but hast away, for if thou stay, thou needs must die; it boots thee not to make delay, and if thou love me quickly flie.
Chorus.
Then shall we find hereafter, hereafter when once met, joys that are lasting, and hugely full, not Counterfeit.
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