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CANTUS, Songs and Fancies, To Three, Four, or Five Parts,
Both apt for Voices and Viols. With a brief Introduction to Musick,
As is taught by Thomas Davidson, in the Musick-School of Aberdene. Second Edition, Corrected and Enlarged.
ABERDENE, Printed by JOHN FORBES, and are to be sold at his shop,
Anno Domini. M.DC.LXVI.
Unto the Right Honorable GILBERT GRAY Lord Provest. ROBERT FORBES Bailie ALEXANDER ALEXANDER Bailie IOHN BURNET Bailie THOMAS MITCHELL Bailie WALTER ROBERTSON Dean of Gild, ROBERT SKENE Treasurer, And to the rest of the Honorable Counsel of the City of ABERDENE.
RIGHT HONORABLE,
A few years ago, that I might approve my self no less an observant
Citizen, then a provident
Parent, being invited by the desires of some,
[Page] allured by the kindness of others, and encouraged by the expectation and good hopes of the usefulness of the thing it self to the
Place; I did lay down my
First-born as a fondling, at the feet of
Your Honorable Bench; solemnly engaging, that as it received its being from
BON-ACCORD, and its growth from
Your Goodness, so it should period its stature with
Your Pleasure. This
Promise hath pressed me, that my
Press might always bear the
Impress of Your Vertues; and express (though in a smal type) my thankfulness, according to the laudable custom of
Votaries in all
Ages, after a few years growth, to represent the same to
Your Sanctuary, that it may be
confirmed in Your favor. For that I may confess ingenuously when I looked deliberatly on this my first
Mephibosheth, I offered the same as an object of pity, being so mank and maim in its chiefest parts, like a pittiful
Embleme of
Orpheus teared by the
Thracian women, its vigor seemed to wither, its tender hands to dry up, and whole body to vanish in a consumption; had I not called a
Tymous Counsel of the most
Expert in this
Place, who diligently turning over their old
Records, and rifling the labors of their
Ancestors, unanimously and so chearfully did contribute all their pains, that now being fred of all the noxious humors that were preying on its vitals, its wants are made up, defects supplyed, its dryed hands received moisture, and strength diffused so thorow the whole limbs, that it dare show it self to the
Publick on its own leggs, if
Your Wisdoms command; yea, run to the
Schools to warble the
Anthems of
Your Liberality. Seeing it is natural to children to lisp out first their Parents names, why should it be singular? If it did so when on the Nurse breasts, why not in the flower and prime of its youth?
[Page] Though it be silent, it hath a voice, and could sing its own pedegrie, and the fruitfulness of its Mother Science; yea, with
Strabo, Pindarus, Plutarch, Aristotle, and all Antiquity demonstrate, how much brutes, as well as men, are born obsequious subjects to this
Queen, whose charming Melody was only able to enchant
Barbaritie, civilize
Savages, secure
Societies, and so give matter to the significant
Apologues of
Amphion, Linus, Orpheus, and the building of the
Theban walls, were it not the fear of being tedious, it would not be afraid to assert with
Divine Plato, and his Followers; that the
Heavenly Soul by which the
Vnivers is animate, doth owe its
Origen to this
Lady; and narrate how much the great
Solon, that
Sun of
Greece, bestowed on his Nephew, for teaching him one
Saphick Tune: and how much pains the wise
Socrates, though full of years, did greedily bestow upon the Lute; and how much that greatest Captain, and Magistrat of
Athens Themistocles, after he had accomplished himself in all Vertue, and most of Arts, was dashed with the sharp
Sarcasme of a fellow Magistrat: How can he keep men in Harmonie, and people in Concord, who hath not learned as yet to tune a
Citeron? It were no difficultie to show how much the Ancients used this
Science, as a remedy and amulet against all Fascinations: as the Harp of
David, to alley the fury of
Saul; and the greatest auxiliarie also in time of Battle, so that the famous
Stratonicus did discern the courage of his Souldiers, by the musical and saliant motion of their Bodies; and therefore, bearing a
Citeron in his
Ensigne, did adde this motto,
Adversus male canentes Cythera; as if none deserved Victory and Triumph but
Musicians.
[Page] And now, seeing it hath pleased Providence in
Your Wisdoms Persons, to bless the
Bench of BON-ACCORD with such an Harmonious
Consort, of as many
Musitians as
Magistrats, that all under
Your Magistracie may descant on Your Labors, and Posteritie sing Your Praises to coming Ages: Admit this
Poor Present to Your Acceptance; its
Breath and
Being depends on Your
Brow, being willing to receive its Sentence from the same, whether it shal be smothered in the
Birth, or view the Publick under
Your Patrocinie: However, that the best Blessings and Out-bearing of the ALMIGHTY, may accompany
Your Wisdoms in all Your Honorable Designs, Shal be the dayly Prayer of
FOR the understanding of this fore-going Scale, you must begin at the lowest word,
Gam-ut, and so go upwards to the end, still ascending.
Then ye must get it perfectly without book, to say it forewards and backwards. Secondly, you must learn to know the parts of it, and wherein every key standeth; that is, whether in Rule, or in Space. Thirdly, how many Cliess, and how many Notes every key containeth. And lastly, the properties of the Gam.
Q. How many parts is in the Gam?
A. Two.
Q. Which
[...]?
A. Bass and Alt.
Q. Which is Bass, and which is Alt?
A. All from
Gam-ut, to
C-sol-fa-ut, is Bass; and all from
C-sol-fa-ut, to
E-la, is Alt.
Q. C-sol-fa-ut,
whether is it Bass, or Alt?
A. It is neither Bass nor Alt, but betwixt the two.
Q. What call you a Clief, and what a Note?
A. A Clief is a character set on a Rule at the beginning of a verse, showing the height and lowness of every Note standing on the same Verse, or in space (although use hath taken it for a general rule, never to let any Clief in the Space, except the
♭ Clief) and every Space, or Rule, not having a Clief set in it, hath one understood, being only omitted for not pestering the Verse, and saving of labor to the writer: but here it is taken for a letter beginning the name of every Key, and are they which you see on the Scale set at the beginning of every word.
Q. How many Cliefs hath every Key?
A. Every Key hath but one Clief, except
♭-fa-
[...]-rul, which hath two Cliefs.
Q. How many Cliefs are there?
A. There be in all seven Cliefs, A, B, C, D, E, F, G, but in use in singing there be but four; that is to say, the
F-fa-ut Clief, which is commonly in the Bass, or lowest part, being formed or made thus 𝄢
The
C-sol-fa-ut Clief, which is common to every part, and is made thus 𝄡.
The
G-sol-re-ut Clief in Alt, which is commonly used in the Treble, or highest part, and is made thus G. And the B Clief which is common to every part, and is made thus
♭, or thus ♯. The one
♭ signifying the half Note, or flat singing, the other ♯ the whole Note, or sharp singing.
Q. How many Notes is there in Musick?
A. There are but six Notes, which are called, and are commonly set down thus,
[...]ut re mi fa sol la
For the better understanding of this, you shal observe the
C-sol-fa-ut Clief standing on the fourth Rule from beneath, then you must reckon down from the Clief, as though the Verse were the Scale of the Gam, assigning to every Scale and Rule a several Key; & you shal find that the first Note standeth in
C-fa-ut, and the last in
A-la-mi-re in Bass.
Q In how many several Keys may you begin the six Notes?
A. These three Keys of the following Example.
[...]
But what is done in these Notes may be also done in their Octoes; as what is done in
[...]am-ut, may also be done in
G-sol-re-ut in Bass, and likewise in
G-sol-re-ut in Alt. And what in
C-fa-ut, may be also in
C
[...] sol-fa-ut, and in
C-sol-fa. And what in
F-fa-ut in Bass, may also be done in
F-fa-ut in Alt. But these be the three principal Keys containing the three nature
[...] or properties of singing.
Q. How many Keys is in the Gam?
A. Twenty: ten in Rule, and ten in Space.
Q How many Notes are in these twenty Keys?
A. Two and fourty Notes;
viz. seven Uts, seven Re's, seven Mi's, seven Fa's, seven Sol's, and seven La's.
Q. Which are the three properties of Musick?
A. B-quare, Properchant,
and B-mole.
Q. How many of these Vts sings B-quare, how many Properchant, and how many B-mole?
A. Three
B-quare, two
Properchant, and two
B-mole.
Q. Which are the three uts that singeth B-quare.
A. The
ut of
Gam-ut, the
ut of
G-sol-re-ut in Bass, and the
ut of
G-sol-re-ut in Alt.
Q. Which are the two uts that singeth Properchant?
A. The
ut of
C-fa-ut, and the
ut of
C-sol-fa ut.
Q. Which are the two uts that singeth B-mole?
A. The
ut of
F fa ut in Bass, & the
ut of
[...]-fa ut in Alt.
Q. You have spoke of the uts, but how doth the other Notes sing?
A. As every
ut singeth, so doth the rest of the Notes likewise sing which ascendeth from that
ut. As for example, the
ut of
Gam-ut singeth
B quare, therefore the
re of
[...]-re, the
mi of
[...]-mi, the
fa of
C-fa-ut, &c. doth sing likewise
B-quare. Likewise the
ut of
C-fa-ut singeth
Properchant, therefore the
re of
D-sol-re▪ the
mi of
[...]-la-mi, the
fa of
F-fa-ut, and the
sol of
G-sol-re-ut, &c. singeth likewise
Prop
[...]rchant: & the
ut of
F-fa-ut singeth
B-mole, therefore the
re of
G-sol-re-ut, the
mi of
A-la-mi-re, the
fa of
B-fa-
[...]-mi, must likewise sing
B-mole; because the Notes doth arise from these
uts, as you may plainly see on the Scale: and so forth of the rest.
Of the MOODS.
Q. HOw many Moods in there?
A. Four.
Q. Which four?
A. Perfect the More, and Imperfect the More; Perfect the Less, and Imperfect the Less.
A. They go all by threes, except Crochets, Quavers, and Semi-quavers.
Q. How go they?
A By twoes.
Q. Number that Mood.
A. Three Minims to the Semi-brief, so is the Semi-brief three; three Semi-briefs to the Brief, so is the Brief nine; three Briefs to the Long, so is the Long seven and twenty; three Longs to the Large, so is the large four score and one.
The Example of the first Mood. Perfect the More. [...]
The second Mood.
Q. Imperfect the More, whereby know ye it?
A. By my Figure and my Number.
Q How know ye it by your Figure?
A. Half a Circle with a prick, 𝇊
Q. How know ye it by your Number?
A. They go all by twoes, except Minims.
Q. How go they?
A. By threes.
Q. Number that Mood.
A. Three Minims to the Semi-brief, so is the Semi-brief three: two Semi-briefs to the Brief, so is the Brief six: two Briefs to the Long, so is the Long twelve: two Longs to the Large, so is the Large four and twentie.
The Example of the second Mood. Imperfect the More. [...]
A. Two Minims to the Semi-brief, so is the Semi-brief two: three Semi-briefs to the Brief, so is the Brief six: two Briefs to the Long, so is the Long twelve: two Longs to the Large, so is the Large four and twenty.
The Example of the third Mood. Perfect the Less. [...]
The fourth Mood.
Q. Imperfect the Less, whereby know ye it?
A. By my Figure and my Number.
Q. How know ye it by your Figure?
A. A half Circle without a prick𝇋
Q. How know ye it by your Number?
A. They go all bv twoes.
Q. Number that Mood.
A. Two Minims to the Semi-brief, so is the Semi-brief two: two Semi-briefs to the Brief, so is the Brief sour: two Briefs to the Long, so is the Long eight: two Longs to the Large, so is the Large sixteen.
The Example of the fourth Mood. Imperfect the Less. [...]
The DEGREES.
Q. HOw many Degrees goeth to every Mood?
A. Three
Q Which three?
A. Mood, Time, and Prolation.
Q. What is Mood?
A. It is a measuring of Longs by Larges, and Briefs by Longs, and is either greater or lesser.
Q. What is the greater Mood.
A. It is a measuring of Longs by Larges, and is either Perfect or Imperfect.
Q. What is the greater Mood Perfect?
A. Three Longs to the Large.
Q What is the greater Mood Imperfect?
A. Two Longs to the Large.
Q What is the lesser Mood?
A. It is a measuring of Briefs by Longs, and is either Perfect or Imperfect.
A. It is a measuring of Semi-briefs by Briefs, and is either perfect or imperfect.
Q. What is perfect Tyme?
A. Three Semi-briefs to the Brief.
Q. What is imperfect Tyme?
A. Two Semi-briefs to the Brief.
Q. What is Prolation?
A. It is a measuring of Minims by Semi-briefs, and is either perfect or imperfect.
Q. What is perfect Prolation?
A. Three Minims to the Semi-brief.
Q. What is imperfect Prolation?
A. Two Minims to the Semi-brief.
Q Perfect the More, 𝇇 how goeth it in Mood, Time, and Prolation?
A. Perfect great Mood, perfect less Mood, perfect Time, and perfect Prolation.
Q Imperfect the More, 𝇊 how goeth it in Mood, Time and Prolation?
A. Imperfect great Mood, imperfect less Mood, imperfect Time, and perfect Prolation.
Q. Perfect the less, 𝇈 how goeth it in Mood, Time and Prolation?
A. Imperfect great Mood, imperfect less Mood, perfect Time, and imperfect Prolation.
Q Imperfect the less, 𝇋 how goeth it in Mood, Time and Prolation?
A. Imperfect great Mood, imperfect less Mood, imperfect Time, and imperfect Prolation.
The CONCORDS.
Q. WHat is a Concord?
A. It is a mixt sound compact of diverse voices, entring with delight in the ear, and is either perfect, or imperfect.
Q. What is a perfect Concord?
A. It is that which may stand by it self, and of it self maketh a perfect harmony, without the mixture of any other.
Q. VVhat is an imperfect Concord?
A. It is that which maketh not a full sound, and needeth the following of a perfect Concord, to make it stand in the harmony.
Q. How many Concords is there?
A. Nine.
Q. VVhich nine?
A. An Unisone, a third, a fifth, a sixth, an octo, a tenth, a twelfth, a thirteenth, and a fifteenth.
Q. How many of them are perfect, and how many imperfect?
A. Five perfect, and four imperfect.
Q. VVhich are the five perfect?
A. An unitone, a fifth, an octo, a twelfth, and a fifteenth.
Q. VVhich are the four imperfect?
A. A third, a sixth, a tenth, and a thirteenth with their octoes.
Q. VVhat mean you by their octoes?
A. Because their octoes are but the self same kind. As for example, An octo is the kind of an unisone, a tenth is the kind of a third, & a twelfth the kind of a fifth, &c.
Q. VVhat needs so many Concords seeing there are so few kinds?
[Page] A. Albeit their kinds be one, yet the sounds are diverse. As an octo hath another sound then an unisone, and a tenth hath another sort of sound then a third, and a twelfth hath another sort of sound then a fifth, &c. As likewise it giveth bounds to the composer, or setter of parts.
The Scale of Concords. Discords.
Perfect. Imperfect. Perfect. Imperfect.
Notes, their Names, Number, and Proportions.
Example.
Large. 𝆶
Long. 𝆷
Brief. 𝆸
Semi. 𝆹
Min. 톹텥
Crotch. 톺텥
Quav. 톼텮
Semi-qu. 톼텯
Rests, or Pauses, of Prick, and Notes of Syncopation.
Example.
Large. 8. 𝇁 𝆶
Long. 4. 𝇂 𝆷
Brief. 2. 𝇃 𝆸
Semi-br. 1. 𝇄 𝆹
Min. 𝇅 톹텥
Crotchet. 𝇆 톺텥
Quaver.
(quaver rest) 톼텮
[Page] A further Example of the
Prick-Notes, wherein you see your Measure of the
Time barred, according to the
Semi-brief, both by prick
Semi-briefs, Minims, and
Crochets.
Example.
Pric Long. 𝆷.
Pric Brief. 𝆸.
Pric Semi. 𝆹.
Pric Minim. 톹텥.
Pric Crotchet. 톺텥.
Pric Quaver. 톼텮.
Followeth now to speak of Ligatures.
Q. VVhat is a Ligature?
A. It is a combination or knitting together of two or more Notes, altering by their situation and order, the value of the same, holding out if your first Note lack a tail, the second descending, it is a long.
[...]O Lusty May with Flora Queen, The balmy drops frō Phebus sheen,
[Page] [...] Prelusant beams before the day, before the day, the day. By thee Diana groweth
[...] green, Through gladness of this lusty May, Through gladness of this lusty May.
Then Aurora that is so bright,
To woful hearts he calls great light,
Right pleasantly before the day, &c
And shows and sheds forth of that light,
Through gladness of this lusty May,
Through gladness of this lusty May.
Birds on their beughs of every sort,
Sends sorth their notes, and makes great mirth,
On banks that blooms on every bray, &c.
And fares and flyes ov'r field and firth,
Through gladness, &c.
All Lovers hearts that are in care,
To their Ladies they do repare,
In fresh mornings before the day, &c.
And are in mirth ay more and more,
Through gladness, &c.
Of every moneth in the year,
To mirthful May there is no peer;
Her glistring garments are so gay, &c.
You Lovers all, make merry cheer,
Through gladness of this lusty May,
Through gladness of this lusty May.
FINIS.
THE III. SONG.
[...]INto a mirthful May morning, As Phebus did upspring, I saw a May
[Page] [...] both fair and gay, Most goodly for to see: I said to her, Be kind To me that
[...] was so pyn'd, For your love truly.
First therefore whē I did you know,
[...] thirl'd my heart so low
[...] your Grace: but now in case,
[...] through false report:
[...] hope, and I trow,
[...] for to speak with you,
[...]s doth me comfort.
Wherefore, I pray, have mind on me,
True Love, where ever you be:
Where ever I go, both too and fro,
You have my heart alright.
O Lady! fair of hew,
I me commend to you,
Both the day and night.
Since Fortune false, unkind, untrue,
Hath exyl'd me from you;
By sudden chance I shal advance
Your honor and your fame.
Above all earthly wight,
To you my truth I plight,
In earnest, or gain.
FINIS.
THE IV. SONG.
[...]IN a Garden so green, in a May morning, Heard I my Lady
[...] pleen of paramours. Said she, My Love so sweet, come you not
[Page] [...] yet, nor yet; Heght you not me to meet amongst the flowrs? Elore, Elore,
[...] Elore, Elore, I love my lusty Love, Elore, Lo.
The skyes up springeth, the dew down dingeth,
The sweet Larks singeth their hours of prime.
Phebus up sprenteth, joy to rest wenteth,
So lost is mine intents, and gone's the time.
Elore, Elore, Elore, Elore.
I love my lusty Love, Elore, Lo.
Danger my dead is,
[...]alse fortune my
[...]eed is,
And languor my leed is: but hope, I dispair.
Disdain my desire is, so strangeness my fear is:
Deceit out of all ware. Adew, I fare.
Elore, Elore, &c.
Then to my Lady blyth, did I my presence kyth;
Saying, My Bird, be glad: am I not yours?
So in my armes two, did I the lusty jo;
And kissed her times mo, then night hath hours.
Elore, Elore, &c.
Live in hope, Lady fair, and repel all dispair:
Trust not that your true Love shal you betray.
When deceit and langor, banisht is from your bowr▪
I'le be your paramour, and shal you please.
Elore, Elore, &c.
Favor and duty, unto your bright beauty,
Confirmed hath lawty, obliedg'd to truth:
So that your soverance, heartly but variance,
Mark in your memorance, mercy and ruth.
Elore, Elore, &c.
Yet for your courtesie, banish all jealousie:
Love for love lustily, do me restore:
Then with us Lovers young, true love shal rest and reign:
[...]WHen as the Greeks did enterprise, To Troyes town in armes to go, they choosed a counsel sage and wise, Apollos answer for to know,
[...] How they should speed and have success, In that so great a business.
[...]YOu Lovers all that love would prove, Come learn to know true
[...] love indeed. First, love the Lord your God above, From whom
[...] all goodness doth proceed: Pray to him faithfully, To grant his Sp'rit to
[...] thee, Thy sins to mortifie, And that with speed.
[...] ̄
THe thoghts of men do daily cha
[...]ge As fantasie breeds in their breasts, And now their nature is so strange, That few can find where friendship rests:
[...] For double dealing bears such sway, That honest meaning, that honest meaning
[...] doth decay.
A score there be, a score there be, that fail at need.
For barren trees will bloom right fair,
As well as those that fruit will yeeld,
Whose bark and branches seems as fair,
As any tree within the field.
As simple looks the subtil man,
As he that no, as he that no, kind falshood can.
A friend of words where deeds be dead,
Is like a spring that water wants:
And he that with fair words is fed.
Doth hope for fruit of wither'd plants:
But who can judge by hew of eye,
Since deeds are dead, since deeds are dead, where truth should be.
The fairest way that I can find,
Is first to try, and then to trust▪
So shal affections not be blind:
For proof will soon spy out the just:
And tryal kn
[...]ws who means deceit.
And bids us be, and bids us be ware of their bait.
Without good proof be not too bold,
If thou my counsel list to take:
In painting words there is no hold,
They be but leave, that wind do shake:
But where that words and deeds agree,
Accept that friend, accept that friend, and credit me.
FINIS.
THE VIII. SONG.
[...]WHen chyle cold age shal cease upon thy blood, And hoary hairs do
[...] show the winters fall: Thy joints which first in full perfection stood,
[Page] [...] now sick and weak▪ makes thee thou mayst not crawle. O then, I say, for all thy
[...] passed pleasure, A conscience clear is worth a world of treasure.
When on thy bed in anguish thou do'st ly,
In some hard feaver, striving still for breath:
Thy wife and children then upon thee cry:
Some wishing life, yet most for goods thy death.
O then, I say, for all thy passed pleasure,
A conscience clear is worth a world of treasure.
When
[...]oul sin shal appear in its own weed,
Shal thy distracted senses so affright,
In recordation of thy former deed;
Nothing thou'st have but dolor for delight.
O then, I say, for all thy passed pleasure,
A conscience clear is worth a world of treasure.
FINIS.
THE IX. SONG.
[...]REmember, O thou man, O thou man, O thou man, Remember,
[...] O thou man, thy time is spent. Remember, O thou man, how
[Page] [...] thou was dead and gone, And I did what I can, therefore repent.
Remember Adams fall, O thou man, O thou man.
Remember Adams fall, from heaven to hell.
Remember Adams fall, how we were condemned all,
In hell perpetual, therein to dwel.
Remember Gods goodness, O thou man, O thou man▪
Remember Gods goodness, his promise made.
Remēber Gods goodness, how he sent his Son doubtless,
Our sins for to redress: be not afraid.
The Angels all did sing, O thou man, O thou man.
The Angels all did sing, on the shepherds hill.
The Angels all did sing praise to our heavenly King,
And peace to man living, with a good will.
The shepherds amaz'd wa
[...], O thou man, O thou man▪
The shepherds amaz'd was, to hear Angels sing.
The shepherds amaz'd was, how it should come to pass,
That CHRIST our MESSIAS, should be our King.
To Bethlem did they go, O thou man, O thou man.
To Bethlem they did go, the shepherds three.
To Bethlem they did go, to see if it were so or no;
Whether Christ was born or no, to set man free.
As th' Angels before did say, O thou man, O thou man.
As th' Angels before did say, so it came to pass.
As th' Angels before did say, they
[...]ound a Babe where he lay
In a manger, wrapt in hay, so poor he was.
In Bethlem he was born, O thou man, O thou man.
In Bethlem he was born, for mankinds sake.
In Bethlem he was born, for us that was forlorn,
And therefore took no scorn, our flesh to take.
Give thanks to God always, O thou man, O thou man.
Give thanks to God always, most joyfully.
Give thanks to God always, for this our happy day.
Letall now sing and say, Holy, Holy.
FINIS.
THE X. SONG.
[...]NOw is the month of maying, When merry Lads are playing, Fa la
[Page] [...] la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Each with his bony L
[...]ss, Upon the greeny
[...] grass. Fa la la la la la la la la la la la la la la fa la.
The Spring clad all in gladness.
Doth laugh at Winters sadness, Fa la la, &c.
And to the Bag-pipes sound,
The Maids tread out their ground, Fa la la, &c.
Fy the
[...], why are we musing,
Youths sweet delight refusing? Fa la la, &c.
Say, dainty Nymphs, and speak,
Shal we play batley-break? Fa la la, &c.
FINIS.
THE XI. SONG.
[...]LEt not, I say, the sluggish sleep close up thy waking eye, Until
[...] that thou with judgement deep, thy dayly deeds do try. He that
[Page] [...] one sin in conscience keeps, while he to quyet goes; More venterous is then
[...] he that sleeps with twenty mortal foes.
Wherefore at night call into mind,
how thou the day hath spent:
Praying to God, if ought thou find,
and then in time repent.
And since thy bed a patern is
of death and fatal tears,
Bedwart it shal not be amiss,
this to record in verse.
My bed is like the grave so cold;
and sleep which steeks mine eye,
Resembleth death; cloathes which me
[...]old,
declare the mould so dry:
The
[...]isking sleas, resembleth well
the wringing worm to me,
Which with me in the grave shal dwel,
when I no light shal see.
The mighty bell which I hear knel,
when I am laid in bed,
Most like a bitter trumpet sell,
ev'r shouting in my head
My rising in the morn likewise,
when sleepy night is past,
Puts me in mind that I must rise
to Judgement at the last.
FINIS
THE XII. SONG.
[...]SAtan, my foe, full of iniquity, Thy subtil snares of sin assaulteth
[Page] [...] me, Against my Lord and Maker to rebel, With sweet allurements leads
[...] the way to hell.
CHRIST.
O sinful man, since God hath creat thee
A living soul, to serve him faithfullie;
And from the hell he thee redeem'd again:
Obey my voice, and from thy sins refrain.
SINNER.
Alace! Satan, the world, and flesh also,
All three in one conspired hath my woe,
Me to intrape in sinful pleasures here,
Through sin and sathan, death and endless fear.
CHRIST.
Believe my word, and in thy heart imprint
My suffrings for thy sake, and do repent.
Pray to our Father for the Sp'rit of grace:
To mend thy life, God grant thee time and space.
SINNER.
Alace! my fore-said foes full craftily
Doth me entise from thy precepts to fly;
And follow pleasures of my flesh and sin,
The which is sweet to pass my time therein.
CHRIST.
O careless man! that sweetness brings no gain,
But in the end eternal woe and pain.
Fly sin therefore, the Sabbath day thou keep:
My Word will draw thee from that sinful sleep.
SINNER.
Alace! my Lord, I fight continually
Against the Devil, the world, and flesh, all three:
So that my wits and senses are grown dumb,
Clogged with worldly things, almost ov'rcome.
CHRIST.
Cast first thy care to conquer heaven above,
Through faith in me, and godly works in love▪
Thy Father who doth know thy present need,
Will thee supply of worldly things with speed.
SINNER.
Prosperity makes me sometimes misknow:
Adversity makes me despair and low.
Whiles with the one and other am torment,
Which marr
[...] my mind, and makes me mal-content.
To please his will, without his Sp
[...]rit of grace:
Therefore beseech his divine Majestie,
To banish sin, and grant his Sp'rit to thee.
SINNER.
I shal beseech my Lord and God of might,
The Father, Son and Sp'rit, to guide me right,
That I may walk in thy true fear and love,
And at the last attain thy joyes above.
CHRIST.
If so thou do, thy prayer snal be heard,
And in the heavens for thee a place prepar'd.
Then serve thy God, and praise his holy Name:
Obey my voice, and still with me remain.
FINIS.
THE XIII. SONG.
[...]IF floods of tears could change my follies past, Or smoaks of sighs
[...] could sacrifice for sin: If groaning cryes could free my fault at last,
[...] Or endless moa
[...] for ever pardon win; Then would I weep, sigh, cry, and ever
[Page] [...] groan, For follies, faults, faults, for sins and errors done.
I see my hopes are blasted in their bud:
And find mens
[...]avors are like fading flowrs:
I find too late that words can do no good,
But loss of time, and languishing of hours.
Thus since I see, I sigh, and say therefore,
Hopes, favors, words, begone, begone, beguile no more.
Since man is nothing but a mass of clay,
Our days not else but shadows on the wall:
Trust in the Lord, who lives and lasts for ay;
Whose favor sound will neither fade nor fail.
My God, to thee I resign my mouth and mind:
No trust in youth, in youth, nor faith in age I find.
FINIS.
THE XIV. SONG.
[...]COme Love, let's walk in yonder spring, Where we shal hear the
[...] Black-bird sing, The Robin red-breast and the Thrush, The Nigh-
[...] tingale in thorny bush: The Mavis sweetly caroling, This to my Love,
[Page] [...] this to my Love Content will bring.
They cary victuals to the town that worse doth dine.
So busily to busk I bown,
And others bears the berry down, that should be mine.
Who can the rage of youthhood daūt
Let him to Lovers Court go haunt,
And him as Venus subject grant, and keep her
[...]ine;
Perchance he shal find mercy skant▪
And able his reward to want, as I do mine.
FINIS.
THE XVI. SONG.
[...]NO wonder is suppose my weeping eyes Be blinded with the rainy
[...] cloud of wo, And with the sword of sharp advers
[...]ies. My doo
[...]ul
[...] heart thus pierced been in two. Alace! sweet heart, all comfort is ag
[...] [...] is
[...] Lord, good hope is in exile; That ev'r I lov'd, alace! this sory while.
And with the
[...] th
[...] scarle
[...]rent and shorn;
So is my heart overthirl'd and overset:
My salt tears are mingled with bloody sweat,
Pale is my face, and
[...]aded is my bew,
Of Loves lair, alace! that ever I knew.
I seek remead unto my deadly wound,
As fire in yee, and heat in marble stone:
I find a quadrant in a figure round,
A deaf Sophist a probleme to expound;
I seek the truth in heart where there is none:
As who would
[...]i
[...]h upon the mountains hie,
Or go to gather b
[...]ries in the sea.
Now is my care through old occasion,
Old is my wound, my paines are very sore;
The more I seek for consolation,
My heaviness increaseth more and more:
I love, alace! and all my love is lore:
More wo I wish dread never man on eard:
Such is my chance, such is my hapless weard.
I have enough and more for to complain
Of every care that may my dool distress:
How may my tongue or hand express the pain?
Because the truth unable is to guess.
I love, alace! not with those cares express'd,
My deadly ghost: but rather with the dart,
Bereave my life, as thou hast done my heart.
FINIS.
THE XVII. SONG.
[...]WHat if a day, or a month, or a year Crown thy delights with a May not the change of a night or an hour, Cross thy delights with as
[...] thousand wisht contentings. Fortune, honor, beauty, youth, Are but blossoms many sad tormentings. Wanton pleasures, doting love, Are but shadows
[Page] [...] dying. All our joyes, are but toyes, Idle thoughts deceiving. flying. None hath power of an hour, Of his lives bereaving.
Th'earth's but a point of the world, and a man
Is but a point of the Earths compared
[...]enture:
Shal then the point of a point be so vain,
As to triumph in a silly points adventure.
All is hazard that we have,
Here is nothing byding:
Days of pleasure are as streams
Through fair meadows glyding.
Well or wo, time doth go,
Time hath no returning.
Secret Fates guides our States,
Both in mirth and mourning.
What if a smile, or a beck, or a look
Feed thy fond thoughts with many vain conceivings:
May not that smile, or that beck, or that look,
Tell thee as well they are all but
[...]alse de
[...]eivings.
Why should Beauty be so proud,
In things of no surmounting?
All her wealth is but a shrewd,
Nothing of accounting.
Then in this, there's no bliss,
Which is vain and idle
Beauties flowrs have their hours,
Time doth hold the bridle.
What if the World with a lure of its wealth,
Raise thy degree to great place of hi
[...] advancing.
May not the World by a check of that wealth,
Bring thee again to as lo
[...] despised changing▪
While the Sun of wealth doth shine,
Thou shalt have friends plenty;
But
[...]m
[...]want, they then repine,
Not one abides of twenty.
Wealth and friends holds and ends,
As thy fortunes use and fall:
Up and down, smile and
[...]riown,
Certain is no state at all.
What if a grip, or a strain, or a sit,
[...]ch thee with pain of the feeling pangs of sickness
May not that grip, or that strain, or that s
[...],
Show thee the form of thine own true perfect likeness,
[...]LIke as the dumb
Solsequium, with care ov'r come, Doth sorrow
[...] when the Sun goes out of g
[...]t: Hangs down her head, and drops
[...] as dead▪ and will not spread; But
[...]ks e
[...]l
[...]aves through langor of the night,
[...] Till foolish Phaëton rise with whip in hand, To clear the cristal skyes, and
[...] light the land. Birds in their bour, waits for that hour, And to their King a
[Page] [...] glad good-morrow gives From thence that flowr likes not to lour, But laughs
[...] on Ph
[...]bus op'ning out her leaves.
So stands't with me, except I be where I may see
My lamp of light, my Lady and my Love:
When she departs, ten thousand darts from sundry airts,
Thirles through mine heart but rest or roove:
My countenance declares mine inward grief,
And Hope almost dispairs to find relief.
I die, I dwine, love doth me pine:
I loath on every thing I look, alace!
Till Titan mine upon me shine,
That I revive through favor of her grace.
Fra she appear into her Sphear, begins to clear
The dawning of my long desired day:
Then Courage cryes on Hope to rise, fra she espyes
[...]SLeep wayward thoughts, and rest you with my Love: Let not Touch not proud hands, lest you her anger move: But pine
[...] my love be with my love diseas'd. Thus while she sleeps, I sorrow for her you with my longings lo
[...]g displeas'd.
[...] sake: So sleeps my Love, my Love, and yet my Love doth wake.
But, O the fury of my restless fear!
The hidden anguish of my flesh desires
The glories and the beauties that appear
Betwixt her brows, near Cupids closed sires.
Thus while she sleeps moves sighing for her sake;
Se sleeps my Love, my Love, and yet my Love doth wake
My Love doth
[...]age, and yet met Love doth rest:
Fear in my Love, and yet my Love secure:
Peace in my Love, and yet my Love opprest:
Impatient, yet of perfect temperatour.
Sleep, dainty Love, while I sigh for thy sake.
So sleeps my Love, my Love, and yet my Love doth wake.
[...]WHen Fa - ther A - dam first did flee, From presence of the His cloathes was short scarce cover'd his knee, The great God cry'd, and
[...] Lord his face, Stay Adam
ij saith the Lord, Where art thou, Adam? held him in chace. I was a-fraid to hear thy voice, And na-ked thus to
[...] turn thee and stay: Who hath reveal'd to thee, That naked thou shouldst be; Or come in thy way:
[...] hast thou eaten of the tree, Which I cōmanded thee, It touch'd it should not be;
[...] Therefore beginneth thy miserie, O Adam! poor Adam! I pity thee.
[...]MY bailful breast in blood all bruist, And all my corps, alacel in
[...] pain, That force nor strength have I no maughts To use themselves
[...] as they were mine. My body doth but dayly dwine In deadly wo,
[...] without offence: My heart it hath no Medicine, Since I must pass from her
[...] presence, Since I must pass from her presence.
[...]AWake, sweet Love, thou art return'd: My heart which long in Let Love which ne - ver absent dyes: Now live for e - ver
[...] absence mourn'd. Lives now in perfect joy. Only her self hath see
[...] in her eyes, Whence came my first annoy. Dispair did make me wish
[Page] [...] med fair, She only I could love, She only drew me to dispair, When to die, That I my joys might end. She only which did make me flee, My
[...] she unkind did prove. state may now a - mend.
If she esteem thee now ought worth,
She will not grieve thy love henceforth
Which so dispair hath prov'd.
Dispair hath proved now in me,
That love will not unconstant be,
Though long in vain I lov'd.
If she at last reward my love,
And all my harmes repair.
Thy happiness will sweeter prove,
Rais'd up from deep dispair:
And if that now thou welcome be,
When thou with her do'st meet;
She all this while but play'd with thee,
To make thy joyes more sweet.
FINIS.
THE XXIV. SONG.
[...]EVen Death, behold I breath; My breath procures my pain; Else
[Page] [...] dolor after death, should slack when I am slain. But destinies disdain, so span
[...] my froward threed, But mercy to remain a Martyr quick and dead. O cruel
[...] deadly feed! O rigor but remorse! Since there is no remead, Come patience
[...] perforce.
[...]LIke as the Lark within the Marleons foot, With piteous voice doth
[...] chirk her yeelding lay; Even so do I, since is no other boot, Ren-
[...] dring my Song unto your will obey.
[...]I Love great God above, I'm not opprest with love; But dayly may
[...] remove, When liketh me. Be she for my behove, I list for no reprove:
[...] Ay when I list to love, I may let be, And choose another love that wil love me.
[...]THe lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall, The flee her splen, the
[...] little spark its heat: The slender hairs cast shadows, tho but smal:
[...] and bees have stings, although they be not great. Seas have their course, and
[...] so have little springs; And love is love in beggers as in Kings.
Where waters smoothest are, deep are the foords:
The dyal sturs, yet none perceives it move:
The firmest faith is in the fewest words:
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love:
True hearts have eyes and ears, no tongue to speak;
They hear, and see, and sigh, and then they break.
The Answer.
Bushes have tops, but the Cedar greater:
A hair casts shadow less then Pharaohs towr:
The spark calls heat, but greater heat the fire.
A bee can sting, not like a scorpions power.
[Page] Seas have their course, and so have little sprin
[...]s:
So beggers love, but greater love have King.
Rough are deep seas, when smooth
[...] shallow foords.
The ratt makes noise, before th
[...] [...]yalmove.
The firmest saith is still co
[...]firm'd with words.
And
[...] loo
[...]ing of their love.
It hearts have eyes and ears, the tongue can speak
They I hear, and see, and sigh before they'
[...] break.
FINIS.
THE XXVIII. SONG.
[...]WHere art thou, hope, that promis'd me relief? Come hear my doom Come, traitor hope, that all men doth mischief, Come here let see,
[...] pronounced by disdain. Alace! sweet hope, where is thy scope? Or where and ease me of my pain: Why flees thou me, to make me die? Wilt thou
[...] shalt thou remain? Since hope is gone, and cannot me remead, In bondage thus not come again?
[...] I must bide fortunes fead, I must bide fortunes fead.
[...]WO worth the time and eke the place That she was to me known;
[...] For since I did behold her face, My heart was never mine own, mine
[...] own jo, mine own, My heart was never mine own.
[...]WHo doth behold my Mistris face, And seeth not good hap Who hears her speak & marks her grace, Shal think none e-ver spake
[...] hath she: In short, for to resound her praise, She is the fairest, the fairest but she.
[...] the fairest, the fairest of her days.
[...]THough your strangeness frets my heart. Yet must I not complain: You perswade me it's but arte, Which secret love must fain.
[...] If another you affect, It's but a toy to avoid suspect; Is this fair excusing?
[...] O no, O no, O no, O no, O no, no, no, no, no, all is abusing.
[...]COme, sweet Love, let sorrow cease, Banish frowns, leave off disLoves warr makes the sweetest peace, Hearts u - niting by concention:
[...] Sun-shine follows after rain; Sorrows ceasing, this tention: After sorrow cometh joy. Trust me, prove me, try
[...] is pleasing, All proves fair again. me, love me, This will cure annoy.
[...]SWeet Kate, of late, ran away, and left me plaining; Tee, hee, Abide, I cry'd, or I die with thy disdaining. Never
[...] hee, quoth she, gladly would I see Any man to die for loving. any yet d'yd of such a fit, Neither have I fear of proving.
Unkind, I find, thy delights in tormenting,
Abide, I cry'd, or I die with thy disdaining.
Tee, hee, hee, quoth she, make no fool of me;
Men, I know, will have oaths at pleasure:
But their hopes at end, they bewray their fain'd,
And their oaths are kept at leasure.
Her words like swords, cut my sory heart asunder.
Her flouts with doubts, keep my heart affectios under.
[...]IOy to the person of my love, Although she me disdain: Fixt are my thoghts, & may not move, But yet I love in vain.
[...] Shal I loose the sight Of my joy & hearts delight? Or shal I leave my sute? Shal I strive to touch? Oh! no, it were too much; She is the forbidden fruit.
[...] Oh! wo is me, that ever I did see, The beauty that did me bewitch: Yet out, alace! I must forgo that face, The treasor I esteem'd so much.
[...]AWay, vain world, bewitcher of my heart: My sorrows shows my
[...] sins makes me to smart: Yet will I not dispair, But to my God
[Page] [...] repa
[...]. He hath mercy ay, therefore will I pray: He hath mercy ay, and loves
[...] me, Though by his humbling hand he proves me.
Away, away, too long thou hast me snar'd:
I will not spend more time: I am prepar'd.
Thy subtil slights so ssie, they have deceived me:
Though they sweetly smile, sliely they beguile:
Though they sweetly swile, forget them:
The simple silly soul rejects them.
Once more, away, though loath the world to leave,
Biddeth oft away with that hellish slave.
Loath am I to forgo, that sweet alluring so.
Though thy ways be vain, shal I thee retain▪
Though thy ways be vain, I quite thee:
Thy pleasure shal no more delite me.
FINIS.
THE XXXVI. SONG.
[...]WHen May is in her prime, Then may each heart rejoice. When May the lively sap creeps up In-to the blooming thorn. The flowrs
[Page] [...] is busk'd with branches green, Each bird sets forth her voice: All natures imps from cold is present kept, Doth laugh the frost to scorn.
[...] triumphs while joyful May doth last. Take May in time, when May is gone,
[...] The pleasant time is past.
[...]BRave Mars begins to rouse, and he doth bend his brows. Bo- He that may loose the field, yet let him ne-ver yeeld, Though
[...] reas bursts out in blows, great Etnaes fire. When canons are roaring, and thousands should be kill'd, let souldiers try it.
[...] bullets are flying, He that would honor win, must not fear dying.
[...]IUrie came to Iebus-Salem, All the world was taxed then: Blessed
[Page] [...] Mary brought to Bethlchem, More then all the world again: A gift so blest, so
[...] good, the best That e're was seen, was heard, or done: A King, a Christ,
[...] Prophet, and Priest; Iesus to us, to God a Son.
[...]WHite as Lillies was her face, When she smiled, she beguiled, Quiting
[...] faith with foul disgrace. Vertues service thus neglected, Heart with
[...] sorrows hath infected, Quiting faith with foul disgrace. Vertues service▪ thus
[...] neglected, Heart with sorrows hath infected.
[...]BEgone, sweet night, and I shal call thee kind: Where dost thou
[...] dwel, since not upon mine eyes? It's more then time that I my way
[...] should find. Begone, and when the night shal come, come twice. Away, away.
[...] For I must go and meet my Love by the peep of day; But thou to death, thou
[Page] [...] art too nigh of kin, To come or go, as thy desires have been.
Arise, bright Day, it's time to claim thy right;
Disperse the clouds, and with thy golden beams,
Both comfort me, and strike the churlish Nigarht
That would not go and yeeld me pleasant dreams.
Arise, arise.
And with thy rosie fingers point me where she lyes:
Teach me but once, and put me in her sight,
That I may know who gives the greatest light.
Stay, gentle Night, lest thou prove more unkind,
To leave us languish. who enjoys our love:
Go not away, but let us here confin'd,
Not part us from these pleasures which we prove.
But stay: oh! stay:
For I must go, and love my Love, if you peep Day:
And if you do, you turn so soon again,
That our desires may feel no worlds disdain.
Let never rising Day bereave thee of thy right,
Who can betray thee with his golden beams.
Let us enjoy thee still, sweet gentle Night,
That we may sur
[...]it in those pleasant dreams.
Advise, advise:
And never let the light of Day shine where she lyes:
But if thou dost, or let me in her sight,
There is no doubt, she gives the greater light.
And if thou wilt to Day resign thy due,
And so divorce me from my sweetest Dear,
In secret silence shal my heart so rue,
Wishing the Day were done, if you were there;
That the, that she,
And I, may spend the silent Night where we would be▪
Where pratling Day dare never more appear,
Nor yet present to wrong my dearest Dear.
FINIS.
THE XLI. SONG.
[...]THere is a thing that much is us'd, It's called Love, with men abus'd:
[Page] [...] They wrigh, and sigh, and swear they die; When all is done, they know they lie.
[...] But let them swear by faith and truth, I'le swear they care not for an oath.
They first must have a Mistris fair,
And then her favor for to wear:
And so they go to flatteries school,
And calls her wife, they know a fool:
But let them swear by faith and truth,
I'le swear they care not for an oath.
It is a practise in this Age,
To lay their credit into gage,
By wit, by vowes, by near attive,
To conquest that they most desire.
But let them swear by faith and truth,
I'le swear they care not for an oath.
THE XLII. SONG.
[...]MY complaining is but faining, All my love is but in jest, Fa, la, la,
[...] la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
[Page] [...] And my courting is but sporting; In most showing, meaning least. La, la, la, la,
[...] la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Outward sadness, inward gladness,
Representing in my mind, Fa, la, la,
&c.
In most faining, most obtaining,
Such good faith in love I find, Fa, la, la,
&c.
Towards Ladies, this my trade is,
Two minds in one breast I wear, Fa, la, la,
&c.
And my measure at my pleasure,
Yee and flame my face doth bear, Fa, la, la,
&c.
FINIS.
THE XLIII. SONG.
[...]WIth my Love, my life was nested, In the Sun of happiness:
From my Love, my life was wrested To a world of heaviness.
[...] O let love my life remove, Sith I live not where I love.
O let love my life remove, Sith I live not where I love,
[...]OVer the mountains, and under the caves; Over the fountains, and
[...] under the waves; Under waters that are deepest, Which Neptun still
[...] obey: Over rocks that are the steepest, Love will find out his way.
Some may esteem him a childe by his force,
Or some may deem him a coward, that's worse:
But if she whom he doth honor,
Be consenting to play,
Set twenty guards about her,
Love will find out his way.
May do loose him by proving unkind;
Or some may suppose him, poor heart, to be blind:
But if ne're so closs ye wall him,
Do the best that ye may:
Blind Love, if ye do call him,
He will grape out his way.
Well may the Eagle stoup down the first,
Or nets to inveagle the Phenix of the East:
With tears ye may move the Tyger
To give over his prey;
But never stop a Lover:
Love will find out his way.
It th'earth doth part them, hee'l soon course
[...]'re;
[Page] If seas do thwart them, hee'l swim to the shore:
If his Love became a swallow,
In the air for to stay,
Love will find wings to follow,
And swift
[...]lee out his way.
Where is no place for the glow-worm to ly,
Where is no trace for the seat of a
[...]ee,
Where the gnat dare never venture,
Lest her self fast she lay:
But if I ove come, hee'l enter,
And will find out his way.
There is no shining to
[...]oss his intent,
There is no contriving his plots to prevent;
but if once the me
[...]age great him,
That his true Love doth stay,
Though Demons come and meet him,
He will go on his way.
FINIS.
THE XLVI. SONG.
[...]WHen from my Love I look'd for love, and kind affections due; Too
[...] well I found her vows to prove most faithless and untrue. For when
[...] I did ask her, Why? most sharply she did reply, That she with me did ne're
[Page] [...] agree to love, but jestingly.
Mark but the subtil policies
that female lovers find,
Who loves to fix their constancies,
like feathers in the wind.
Although they swear and do protest,
they love you chiefly best,
Yet by and by, they'l all deny,
and say, It was but jest.
FINIS.
THE XLVII. SONG.
[...]REmember me, my Dear, I humbly you require; For my request
[...] that loves you best, With faithful heart intire, My heart shal rest
[...] within your breast, Remember me, my Dear.
[...]HOw now, Shepherd, what means that? Why wearst thou willows
[...] in thy hat? Are thy scarffs of red and yellow, Turn'd to branches
[...] of green willow? They are changed, so am I; Sorrows lives when joys do dye:
[...] It is Phylis only she, That makes me wear the willow tree▪
[...]WILL said to his Mammie, That he would go woo: Fain would he Soft a while, my Lammie, Stay and yet abide. He like a
[Page] [...] wedd, But he wist not how. Indeed I'le have a wife, a wife, a wife. fool as he was, reply'd.
[...] O what a life do I lead, For a wife in my bed? I may not tell you. O there to
[...] have a wife, a wife, a wife, O! it's a smart to my heart, It's a rack to my back,
[...] And to my belly too.
[...]CAre, away, go thou from me; For I am not fit match for thee. Thou bereaves me of my wits: Wherfore I hate thy frantick fits.
[...] Therefore I will care no more, Since that in cares comes no restore: But I will
[...] sing, Hey down a down, a die, And cast care away, away, from me.
[...]THere was a time when silly Bees did speak; And in that time, I
[...] was a silly Bee; Who fed on Time, until my heart did break, Yet
[...] never found that Time would favor me. Of all the swarm, I only did not thrive,
[...] Yet brought I wax and honey to the hyve.
The wa
[...]p, the
[...], the
[...]at, the butter-
[...]ie?
[...], I Kneeled on my knees,
And th
[...]s complained to the King of Bees.
My Lie lge, God
[...]rant thy Time may never end,
And
[...] hear my pl
[...]nt of Time:
The
[...] sound to have a friend,
Yet
[...], while
[...] do climb.
The Prince reply'd, and said, Peace, pievish Bee,
Thou it made to serve the Time, the Time not thee.
FINIS.
THE LII. SONG.
[...]SHepherd, saw thou not my fair lovely Phylis, Walking on you She is gone this way to Dianaes fountain, And hath left me
[...] mountain, or on yonder plain. Ay, she is so fair, and without compare: wounded with her high disdain. Love is full of fears; love is full of cares:
[...] Sorrow comes to sit with me. Thus my passions pains me, And my Love hath Love without this cannot be. Pray to Cupids mother, For I know none
[Page] [...] slain me, Gentle Shepherd play a part. other, That can
[...]ase me of my smart.
Shepherd, I have seen thy fair lovely Phylis,
Where her
[...] are seeding by the river side:
Ah! I much admire, she is fai
[...] exceeding,
In surpassing beauty, should surpass in pride:
But, alace! I find they are all unkind:
Beauty knows her power too well:
When they list they love, when they please they move;
Thus they turn their heaven to hell:
Where their fair eyes glancing,
Like to Cupids dancing,
Rules well for to deceive us,
With vain hopes deluding,
Still their praise concluding,
Thus they love, thus they leave us.
Thus I do dispair, love her I shal never,
If she be so coy, lost is all my love:
But she is so fair, I will love her ever.
All my pain is joy, which for her I prove.
If I should her love, and she should deny,
Heavy heart with me would break:
Though against my will, tongue thou must be still,
For she will not hear thee speak:
Then with kisses move her,
They shal show I love her:
Lovely Love, be thou my guide:
But I'le sore complain me,
She will still disdain me;
Beauty is so full of pride.
FINIS.
THE LIII. SONG.
[...]FAin wold I wed a fair yoūg Maid, that day & night could please me,
Whē my mind or bodie's griev'd, that had the power to ease me.
[Page] [...] Maids are full of longing thoughts, which breeds a pain - ful sickness:
And that oft I hear men say, is on-ly cur'd throgh quickness.
Oft I have been wooed, and pray'd, yet never could be moved.
Many for a day or two, I have most dearly loved:
But this
[...] mind of mine, straight loathes the thing resolved.
I
[...]'o love be sin in me, that sin is soon absolved.
Surely, I think, I shal at last flie to some holy Order;
When I am once setled there, I then can flie no farther:
Yet I would not die a Maid, because I had a mother:
As I was by one brought forth, I would bring forth another.
FINIS.
THE LIV. SONG.
[...]YOu minor beauties of the night, Which poorly satisfies our eyes,
[...] More by your number then your light, As cōmon Officers in the skyes;
[...] What are you? what are you? What are you, when the Moon doth rise?
[...]FLow my tears, fall from your springs; Exil'd for ever let me Down vain lights, shine you no more. No nights at dark enough for
[Page] [...] mourn, Where nights black bird her sad infamy sings: There let me live forlorn. those That in dis - pair their last fortuns deplore. Light doth but shame disclose.
[...] Never may my woes be re - lie - ved, since pitty is fled; And tears, and From the highest Sphear of contentment, my fortune is thrown; And fear, and
[...] sighs and groans, my weary days, my weary days, of all joys have deprived: grief and pain, for my deserts, for my deserts are my hopes since hope is gone
[...] He
[...]k you shadows that in darkness dwel▪ learn to contemn light. Happy, happy
[...] they that are in heaven, feel not the worlds despight.
[...]MY heartly service to you, my Lord,
[...]ecom: mend, as should ac-cord;
[...] Cord; There is an ox into your pleugh, it is right so, ye say the
[...] sooth, And he no longer may be drawn, but he be led, But he was never half so
[...] thrawn, but goeth backward: Now is he weak and wonder sweer▪ I take on
[...] me, suppose ye brod him while he die, while he die, while he die.
[Page] [...] 2. Yet
[...] it were that some remead were found in time ere he be dead, For
[...] [...] causes and star
[...]ing of other mens nowrs, And I am wo your pleugh should ly, and
[...] I might come, and be near by, to yoak another in his stead, To drug and draw
[...] whi
[...]e he be dead, out of an uncouth fair leasure, To do your Lordship
[...] more pleasure. And if it be your proper wil
[...], gar ca
[...] the hyndis all you till,
[...] Higgin and Habken, Hankin and Rankin, Nicol and Collin, Hector and Aikin,
[Page] [...] Martin Mawer, M
[...]chel▪ and Morice false lips, Fergus, Rynaud and Guthia, Or-
[...] phus and Arthur, Morice, Davie, Richard, Philpie Foster and Macky Millar,
[...] Ruffie Tasker and his marrows all, Straboots, Ta
[...]boyes and Ganze
[...]: All that
[...] has most domination and pastorie of your cōmon,
ij before you, one and
[...] one present, And thereto show them your intent.
ij ij ij ij
[...] ij ij ij 3. Require them all if they will be apleased for to
[Page] [...] mell with me, And make me als so fast and sicker, As I were bound on with a
[...] wicker; For to deliver me, be the hide, the old ox tryp-free, he be dead: Then shal
[...] I come with God his cocks, and bring with me my fair fresh ox, with all that
[...] belongs to the pleugh, soms of yron stark enough: The cowter and the pleugh-,
[...] head sok-sheet and mowdie bread, Rack, rest, and the gluts, and the sl
[...]e-band:
[...] The missel and the pleugh-bowl, the pleugh-staff, the pleugh-shoone, the mell
[Page] [...] and the stilt and the beam▪ and the heel wedge: The check, the yoak, the ring,
[...] the sling, mine oxen bows is wreathed and pi
[...]d, this whole year saw no sun nor
[...] wind. The gad-wand is both light and sharp, to brod his belly while he start.
[...] Hey, call about, with a shout, wind about, brandie, trow belly, trow belly, chow
[...] bullock, chow bullock, white horn, wind marrow garie, I shal brod him while he
[...] rair: The red sto
[...], & the dun▪ wind about, hold, draw him forth, in the Roods name,
[Page] [...] In all Scotland is there such eight. And if ye please this ple
[...]gh of mine, tell
[...] me shortly into time, ere I contract and hyred be, with others that desireth me:
[...] Not else, but the Trinity, conserve you into charity. ij. A-
[...] men.
Finis. ij
CANTUS. Three Voices.
[...]ALL sones of Adam, rise up with me, Go praise the blessed Trinitie.
[Page] [...] Go praise the blessed Trinitie. Cry Kyrie, with Hosanna, sing Alleluja now.
[...] Save us all, Emanuel. Then spake th' Archangel Gabriel, said, Ave Mary mild,
[...] the Lord of Lords is with thee, now shal you go with child:
Ecce ancilla Do-. [...]mini. Then said, the Vir - gin, As thou hast said so mat it be,
ij [...] Welcom be heavens King, welcom be heavens King. There comes a ship far
[...] sailing then, Saint Michel was the stieres-man: Saint Iohn sate in the horn: Our
[Page] [...] Lord harped, our Lady sang, And all the bells of heaven they rang, On Christs
[...] Sunday at morn, On Christs Sonday at morn. Then sang the Angels all & some,
[...]Lauda Deum tuum, Si - on. The sons of Adam answered, then sang,
[...] Glore be to the God and man, the Father and the Sprite, Also with honor
[...] and perpetual joy, with honor and perpetual joy.
[...]TRip and go, hey: How should I go? How: It is the guyse of
[...] France, How that ye should sing and play, With us to stuff our
[...] joly dance. Hey that ye should sing and play, With us to stuff our joly dance.
[...] How now, let us sing with Christs leave, Our mer
[...]y song, no man to grieve,
[...] Ioly under the green wood tree, Ioly under the green wood tree. Be soft and
[Page] [...] sober, I you pray, my Lady will come here away; Go graith you in your glan.
[...] sand geer, To meet my Lady pair and▪ pair, With harps and lutes and guittrons
[...] gay, My Lady will come here away, With harps and lutes and gulttrons gay, My
[...] Lady will come here away. Hey
[...]oly, loly, love is joly a while, while it is new:
[...] When it is old, it groweth full cold: Wo worth the love un - true, underneath
[...] the green wood tree: There the good love bideth the frisca. Ioly polland the floe
[Page] [...] she doth ago, singing so merrily.
ij I saw three Ladies fair
[...] singing, Hey and how, upon yon leyland, hey. I saw three mariners singing,
[...] Rumbelow, upon yon see strand, hey. The pypers drone was out of tune, sing
[...] young Thomlin, be merry, be merry, and twise so merry, with the light of the
[...] Moon, hey, hey down, down a down: Alleluja, now, now sing we all: Be merry, be
[...] merry. The Malt's come down, be merry, be merry: The Malt's come down, hey
[Page] [...] tronlyloly loly. Three birds on a tree, three and three, and other three, The boniest
[...] bird come down to me, The boniest bird came down to me. What will you, my joy,
[...] on the green at the dansing gay Ladies fair? Many man did I, I saw Peggy,
[...] and with her spake, by my faith did she. By our sweet Lady, I ferly of that, And
[...] by our sweet Lady, I ferly of that, hey down adown, adown, adown, down adown,
[...] hey down adown, adown. The ring of the rash, of the gowan, in the cool of the
[Page] [...] night, came my leman home, a and yealow hair above her brows My joly tail
[...] how comes you now, now, now, now, now: My joly tail how comes you now.
[...] So dinckly as her hair was decked, So lustily she did also both wink & blink, and
[...] twinkle too: So fresily she did ago. She ran like a Roe, she tript like a Doe: I
[...] would have caught her by the toe: With that she vanisht, & home did go, hey. Sing
[...] silver wood & thou were mine; Sing joly love, one line, hey▪ There should nothing
[Page] [...] within thee g
[...]ow but a Hart and a Hynd, hey; but a Hart and a Hynd. Now here
[...] how the Frier had on a coule of red, He spyed the pretty wench keaming her
[...] head. He prinked, he lu
[...]ked, he lour'd: To see as he jouked, it was a good bourd.
[...] The pretty we
[...]ch all alone alone, alone. The Frier had on a belt of knots, He
[...] spyed the pretty wench filling the cups: He pri
[...]ked, he lurked,
[...]e lour
[...]d: To see
[...] as he jouked it was a good bourd. The pret
[...]y wench all alone, alone, alone. Ever.
[Page] [...] alace! to: shame alone; A joly young Frier hes raised my womb. That ever I did
[...] it, ever I did it, ever I did it, did it, did it, ever I did it, ever I did it, ever, alace!
[...] for earthly shame. Betrayed am I uncourtously, alone, alone, alone, hey how, hey
[...] how, hey how. Meet we your maidens, meet we your maidens all in array, with
[...] silver pins and virgin lay. We be all of maiden land, maidens ye may see. Come
[...] in our ring then saith Pleasance; Give us your hands, let us go dance. Hey, sing
[Page] [...] dedillum. Will good lamy pill tail wisker, to thy supper derecundam. Come rake
[...] me the rowing thee. Come row to me round about, bony dowy, Robin, Robert,
[...] joly Ianet, & who plays on your pen, joly Robert, your gimpinot plays the tirl,
[...] the tirl, your gimpinot plays the tirl, hey, sing did
[...] dow, ridil dow. And like ye not play
[...] with me. And can ye dance on a peat, play lutcock & light the gate futtikinton sisters, adew:
[...] sisters, adew. The heav'n is full of mirth and joy, adew. Farewel, now will we go.