CANTUS AYERES OR Fantastic Spirits for three voices, Made and newly published by THOMAS WEELKES, Gentleman of his majesties Chapel, Batchelar of Music, and Organest of the Cathedral Church of Chichester. LONDON Printed by William Barley, and are to be sold at his shop in Gracious street. 1608. Cum Privilegio. TO THE RIGHT NOble and most worthy, EDWARD Lord, DENNY, Baron of Waltham, Thomas Weelkes wisheth the happiness of both worlds. RIGHT HONOURABLE, IT were needless to commend the worth of music to a noble and understanding disposition: for in the natures of Arts and generous spirits, there is a sympathy, this being only graced by them; and they the only patrons of this profession: I have presumed, though not worthy your acceptance (as to the favourer of all virtue) humbly to entreat your Lordship to patronize these my simple labours, which if your Lordship vouchsafe, they have their hire, and myself ever bound (as is my duty) to do your Lordship all faithful, dutiful and acceptable service. THOMAS WEELKES. CANTUS. 3 voc. II. I Ockey thine horn pipes dull, give wind man at full, fie upon such a sad gull, like an hoody doody, all to moody, toodle, toodle, pipe it up thicker, i'll tread it the quicker: why then about it roundly. ii and I will foot it foot it ii ii sound, i'll take my steps the shorter, as if I trampled, trampled trampled mortar. Darite grows so grain, I may not her have: In around when I do crave, with hoop sir hoy day, O you hurtme. Toodle, Toodle, set me thy work by, and come to me smurkly. Then if she chance to glance in, Give us two room to dance in, Though my green jerkin bore it Us two to all the parish, III. SOme men desire spouses, that come of noble houses, and some would have in marriage ladies of courtly carriage, fa la la fa la la la la la, but few desire as I do, the maidenhead, the maidenhead ii ii of a widow, fa la la la la fa la la la la la. 2 Some think fair youth will cherish, Strength that begins to perish, I le have no colts to taming, Let me be youngest at gaming. I'll get over, i'll go nigh too, The maidenhead of a widow. FOUR TO morrow is the marriage day of Mopsus and fair Phillida, Come shepherds bring your garlands gay, ii ii your garlands gay. 2 If love lie in so fowl a nest, and foulness on so fair a breast, What lover may not hope the best. 3 O do not weep fair Bellamoure, though he be gone there's many more, for love hath many loves in store. V. Upon a hill, a hill, the bony bony, boy, sweet Thirsis sweetly played, and called his lambs their masters joy, and more he would have said, but love, but love that giveth wings, but love that gives the lovers wings, withdrew his mind, his mind, withdrew his mind, withdrew his mind, his mind from other things. 2 His pipe and he could not agree, for Milla was his note, This silly pipe could never get, this lovely name by rote. With that they both fell in a sound, he fell a sleep, his pipe to ground. VI COme sirrah jaoke ho, fill some Tobacco, bring a wire, and some fire, hast hast away, quick I say, do not stay, shun delay, for I drank none good to day: I swear that this Tobacco it's perfect Trinidado, by the very very mass, never never never was better gear than is here, by the rood, for the blood, it is very very good, 'tis very good. 2 Fill the pipe once more, My brains dance trenchmore, It is heady, I am geeddy, My head and brains, Back and rains, joints and veins, From all pains, It doth well purge and make clean. Then those that do Condemn it, Or such as not Commend it, Never were so wise to learn, Good Tobacco to discern Let them go, pluck a crow, and not know as I do The sweet of Trinidado. VII. TAn ta ra run tan tant, cries Mars on bloody rampire fa la fa la fa la, fa la cries Venus in a Chamber toodle loodle ii loo, cries Pan that Cuckoo, with bells at his shoe, and a fiddle too, ii Ay me, but I alas lie weeping, for death hath slain my sweeting, which hath my heart in kee-ping, ii VIII. THe Gods have heard my vows, fond Lice, whose fair brows wont scorn with such disdain, my loan, ii my tears my pain ii fa la la la. 2 But now those springtide roses, are turned to winterposes, to Rue, and time, and sage, fitting that shriuledage, Fa la la la &c. 3 Now youths with hot desire, See, see that flamelesse fire, Which erst your hearts so burned, quick into ashes turned. Fa la la la &c. IX. THough my carriage be but careless, though my looks be of the sternest, yet my passions are compare- less, when I love, when I love, ii I love in earnest. 2 No my wits are not so wild. But a gentle soul may yoke me, Nor my heart so hard compiled, But it melts, if love provoke me. X. THe Ape, the Monkey and Baboon did meet, and breaking of their fast in friday street, two of them swore together solemnly in their three natures was a sympathy, Nay quoth Baboon, I do deny that strain, I have more knavery in me than you twain. 2 Why quoth the Ape I have a horse at will, in Paris Garden for to ride on still, and ' there show tricks: tush quoth the Monkey I for better tricks in great men's houses lie. Tush, quoth Baboon, when men do know I come, for sport, from City, country, they will run. XI. NO no, though I shrink still, yet I think still that a wink will do what lovers lovers best know, fa la la liro logh ii ii ii till than I will be glad, and then I will be mad, hang up all love that is sad, is sad, fa la la liro logh ii ii ii 2 What what, if she feign so, than I plain go, in a vain to overthrow her that's flat, fa la la, etc. O, but she loved me well, no but I cannot tell, who dares trust women or hell, XII. A Ye me alas, hay ho, hay ho ii ii thus doth Messalina go up and down the house a cry-ing ii a cry-ing, for her Monkey lies a dying ii death thou art too cruel, to bereave her jewel, or to make a seizure of her only treasure, if her Monkey die she will sit and cry, fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie. XIII. LAte in my rash accounting, my Fortune was amounting, fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la fa la la fa la la la la la la la la fa la la and now all is undone, all courses backwards run, fa la la fa la la fa la la la la la fa la la. 2 Hearts greedy in desiring, Are speedy in aspiring, fa la la &c. But this female sex, Make stout hearts break their necks. 3 You Ladies fair and fickle, Whose climbing thoughts do tickle, fa la &c. Shall most deeply repent. And find a base descent. XIIII. Four arms, two necks, one wreathing, two pair of lips one breathing, fa la la fa la la fa la la la la: two hearts that multiply, sighs interchangeably, fa la fa la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la fa la la la. 2 The thought of this confound me, and as I speak it wounds me, fa la la, etc. It cannot be expressed, good help me whilst I rest. 3 Bad stomachs have their loathing, and O this all is nothing, fa la la, etc. this no with griefs doth prove, report oft turns in love, fa la la. XV. LOrd when I think what a paltry thing is a glove or a ring, or a top of a fan to brag of, and how much a Noddy will triumph in a busk point, snatch with the tag of, than I say, welfare him, that hath ever used close play. 2 And when I see, what a pitiful grace, hath a frown in the face, Or a no in the lips of a Lady, and when I had witted, she would be kissed, When she away did go, with hay ho, I end so, Never trust any woman more than you know. XVI. SAy wanton will you love me, I love no long de- laying, no long delaying, I love no long delaying, delaying, whilst that you strive to prove me, to prove me, I fear your love, I fear your loves decaying. 2 Fear not my loves decaying, Whilst that you strive to prove me, I love no long delaying, Come wanton then and love me. XVII. I Bei ligustri e rose, Ch'in voi natura, pose ii Donna gen till mi fanno, ogn' hor mori re, Si grave éla mia pena e'l mio martyr,. two. XVIII. Strike it up Tabor and pipe us a favour, thou shalt be well paid for thy labour: I mean to spend my shoe sole to dance about the May pole, I will be blithe and brisk, leap and skip, hop and trip, turn about in the rout, until very merry weary joints can scarce frisk. 2 Lusty Dick Hopkin, lay on with thy napkin, the stitching cost me but a dodkin, the Morris were half vnd one, Wert not for Martin of Compton, O well said jiging Alce, Pretty Gill, stand you still, Dapper jack, means to smack, how now, fie, fie fie, you dance false. XIX. HA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha this world doth pass most merrily most merrily i'll be sworn, for many an honest Indian Ass goes for a unicorn, ii ii ii farra diddle diddle dyno ii this is idle idle fino, ii 2 Tygh high, tygh high, O sweet delight, he tickles this age that can, call Tullia's Ape a Marmasyte. And Leda's Goose a swan, Fara diddle deyno, this is idle fyno. 3 So so so so fine English days, for false play is no reproach, for he that doth the Cochman praise, may safely use the Coach, fara dyddle deyno, this is idle fyno. XX. SInce Roben Hood, maid Marian, and little john are gone a, the hobby horse was quite for- got, when Kempe did dauncea lone a, he did labour after the tabor for to dance then into France, for ii he took pains to skip, ii to skip it in hope of gains of gains he will trip it trip it trip it on the toc, diddle diddle diddledoe, ii XXI FA la la la fa la la, O now weep, now sing fa la la la la la: for this is love in frost to fry, in tears to sing, in life to die, ii ii to die and never to have en- ding. 2 Fa la la la, etc. I die willingly, fa la la la la, etc. And yet I live in spite of love, in hope of gain, And think to prove, some pleasure mingled with pain. XXII. ALas tarry but one half hour, ii O tarry but one half hour, until an opportunity fit my power then will I look and sigh out all my sorrow, now every body looketh on, and you know I must be gone and ii & you know I must be gone to morrow, to morrow. 2 Adieu, why did I aspire high, when I see my ruinous end so nigh, Yet will I now prolong my last farewell, else in sudden sort to part, will go near to break my heart, that doth swell. XXIII. AS deadly serpents lurking, so envy lieth wor. king, still to disgrace those men which do strive by virtues fame to augment their height of name, by labour, art and pen. But let all carping Momuses, and idle foolish Zoili, what so ere they will report, I put myself in venture to judgements learned censure and men of better sort. XXIIII. DOnna il vostro bel vi so, Apr'a chi mir' ogn' hor ii ii il paradi so, Ma'l mio misero core, Sen viu' ogn' hor in lagrim'e in lagrim'e dolore do lo re. XXV. THe Nightin- gall the Organ of de light the nimble nimble nimble nimble Lark, the black bird ii and the Thrush the Thrush, and all the pretty Cho- risters of flight, that chant their Music notes in every bush, two. Let them no more contend who shall excel, the coockoo coockoo, the coockoo coockoo. two. the coockoo, coockoo ii ii ii ii is the bird that bears the bell. XXVI. 6. voc A remembrance of my friend, M. Thomas Morley. SEXTUS. DEath hath etc. my dearest friend is dead is dead, and laid in grave, in grave he rests ii until the world shall end, the world shall end, as end must all things have, all things must have an end that nature wrought, that nature wrought must unto dust be brought ii must unto dust be brought ii ii ALTUS DEath hath deprived me, deprived me of my dearest friend, my dearest friend is dead, and laid in grave, in grave in grave he rests, in ii until the world shall end, the world shall end, as end must all things have, all things must have an end that nature wrought, that nature wrought that ii must unto dust be brought, must ii must ii must unto dust be brought, unto dust be brought. TENOR AYERES OR Fantastic Spirits for three voices, Made and newly published by THOMAS WEELKES, Gentleman of his majesties Chapel, Batchelar of Music, and organist of the Cathedral Church of Chichester. LONDON Printed by William Barley, and are to be sold at his shop in Gracious street. 1608. Cum Privilegio. A Table of all the Songs contained in this Set. Come come le's begin. I jockey thine horn pipes dull. TWO Some men desire Spouses. III To morrow is the marriage day. IIII Upon a hill, the bonny boy. V Come sirrah jack ho. VI Tan ta ra run tan tant. VII The Gods have heard my vows. VIII Though my carriage be but IX The Ape, the Monkey. X No, no though I shrink still. XI Ay me alas hay ho. XII Late in my rash accounting. XIII Four arms two necks. XIIII Lord when I think. XV Say wanton will you love me. XVI I bei ligustri e rose. XVII Strike it up Tabor. XVIII Ha ha this world doth pass. XIX Since Robin Hood. XX Fa la la, O now weep. XXI Als tarrry but one half hour. XXII As deadly serpents lurking. XXIII Donna il vostro. XXIIII The Nightingale. XXV A Song for 6. voices Death hath deprived me. XXVI TENOR. 3. voc. I. COme, come le's begin to revealed out, to revealed out, and tread the hills and dales a- bout. that hills and dales and dales and woods may sound, an Echo ii to this warbling round. Lads merry be with music sweet, and Fairs trip it with your feet, Pan's pipe is dull, a better strain, doth stretch itself to please your vain, II. Jockey thine horn pipes dull, give wind man at full, fie upon that gull, like an hoody doody, all to moody, toodle, toodle, pipe it up thicker, i'll tread it the quicker: why then about it roundly, ii and I will foot it foot it ii ii sound, i'll take my steps the shorter, as if I trampled, trampled trampled mortar. Darite grows so grave, I may not her have: In around when I do crave, with hoop sir hoy day, O you hurtme Toodle, Toodle, set me thy work by, and come to me smurkly. Then if she chance to glance in, Give us two room to dance in, Though my green jerkin bare is Us two to all the parish. III. SOme men desire spouses, that come of noble houses, and some would have in marriage ladies of courtly carriage, fa la la fa la la, la la la but few desire as I do, the maidenhead, the maidenhead ii ii of a widow, fa la la la la la la la la la la. 2 Some think fair youth will cherish, Strength that begins to perish, I le have no colts to taming, Let me be youngest at gaming. I'll get over, i'll go nigh too, The maidenhead of a widow. FOUR TO morrow is the marriage day of Mopsus and fair Phillida, Come shepherds bring your garlands gay, your garlands, come shepherds bring your garlands ii Come shepherds bring your garlands gay, garlands gay. 2 If love lie in so fowl a nest, and foulness on so fair a breast, What lover may not hope the best. 3 O do not weep fair Bellamoure, though he be gone there's many more, for love hath many loves in store. V. Upon a hill, ii the bonny bonny boy, ii sweet Thirsis sweetly played, and called his lambs their masters joy, their masters joy, and more he would have said, but love, but love that gives the lovers wings, withdrew his mind, his mind, ii from other things. 2 His pipe and he could not agree, for Milla was his note, This silly pipe could never get, this lovely name by rote. With that they both fell in a sound, he fell a sleep, his pipe to ground, VI COme sirrah jack ho, fill some Tobacco, bring a wire, and some fire, hast hast away, quick I say, do not stay, shun delay, for I drank none good to day: I swear that this Tobacco it's perfect Trinida do, by the very very mass, never never never was better gear than is here, by the rood, for the blood, it is very very good, 'tis very good. 2 Fill the pipe once more, My brains dance trenchmore, It is heady, I am geeddy, My head and brains, Back and rains, joints and veins, From all pains, It doth well purge and make clean. Then those that do Condemn it, Or such as not Commend it, Never were so wise to learn, Good Tobacco to discern: Let them go, pluck a crow, and not know as I do The sweet of Trinidado. VII. TAn ta ra run tan tant, cries Mars on bloody rampire fa la fa la fa la, cries Venus in a Cham-ber toodle toodle ii loo, cries Pan that Cuckoo, with bells at his shoe, and a fiddle fiddle too, Ay me, but I alas lie we- ping, for death hath slain my sweeting, which hath my heart in kee-ping, ii VIII. THe Gods have heard my vows, fond Lice, whose fair brows wont scorn with such disdain, my love, ii my tears my pain ii fa la la la. 2 But now those springtide roses, are turned to winter poses, to Rue, and time, and sage, fitting that shriuled age, Fa la la la, etc. 3 Now youths with hot desire, See, see that flamelesse fire, Which erst your hearts so burned, quick into ashes turned. Fa la la la &c. IX. THough my carriage be but careless, though my looks be of the sternest, yet my passions are compare- less, when I love, when I love, ii ii ii I love I love, I love I love, I love in earnest. 2 No my wits are not so wild. But a gentle soul may yoke me, Nor my heart so hard compiled, But it melts, if love provoke me. X. THe Ape, the Monkey and Baboon did meet, and breaking of their fast in friday street, two of them swore together solemnly in their three natures was a sympathy, Nay quoth Baboon, I do deny that strain, I have more knavery in me than you twain. 2 Why quoth the Ape I have a horse at will, in Paris Garden for to ride on still, and there show tricks; tush quoth the Monkey I for better tricks in great men's houses lie. Tush, quoth Baboon, when men do know I come, for sport, from City, country, they will run. XI. NO no, though I shrink still, I shrink still yet I think still that a wink will do what lovers best know, fa la la liro logh ii ii fa la liro logh till then I will be glad, and then I will be mad, I will be mad, hang up all love that is sad, fa la la liro logh ii ii fa la liro liro logh. 2 What what, if she feign so, than I plain go, in a vain to overthrow her that's flat, fa la la, etc. O, but she loved me well, no but I cannot tell, who dares trust women or hell, XII. Ay me alas, hay ho, hay ho ii ii thus doth Messalina go about the house a cry-ing up and down the house a crying, ii for her Monkey lies a dying ii a dy-ing death thou art too cruel, to bereave her jewel, or to make a seizure of her only treasure, if her Monkey die she will sit and cry, fie fie fie fie fie fie fie. XIII. LAte in my rash accounting, my Fortune was amounting, fa la la la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la la la la la la la la la and now all is undone, all courses backwards run, fa la la la la la la fa la la la la la. 2 Hearts greedy in desiring, Are speedy in aspiring, fa la la &c. But this female sex, Make stout hearts break their necks. 3 You Ladies fair and fickle, Whose climbing thoughts do tickle, fa la &c. Shall most deeply repent, And find a base descent. XIIII. Four arms, two necks, one wreathing, two pair of lips one breathing, fa la la fa la la fa la la: two hearts that multiply, sighs interchangeably, fa la fa la la la fa la la la fa la la la fa la la fa la la. 2 The thought of this confound me, and as I speak it wounds me, fa la la, etc. It cannot be expressed, good help me whilst I rest. 3 Bad stomachs have their loathing, and O this all is nothing, fa la la, etc. this no with griefs doth prove, report oftturnes in love, fa la la. XV. LOrd when I think what a paltry thing is a glove or a ring, or a top of a fan to brag of, and how much a Noddy will triumph in a busk point, busk point, snatch with the tag of, snatch ii ii then I say, welfare him that hath ever used close play. 2 And when I see, what a pitiful grace, hath a frown in the face, Or a no in the lips of a Lady, and when I had witted, she would be kissed, When she away did go, with hay ho, I end so, Never trust any woman more than you know. XVI. SAy wanton will you love me, I love no long de- laying, no long delaying, I love no long delaying, ii, whilst that you strive to prove me, to prove me, I fear your loves decaying decaying. 2 Fear not my loves decaying, Whilst that you strive to prove me, I love no long delaying, Come wanton then and love me. XVII. I Bei ligustri e rose, Ch'in voi natura, po- se ii Donna gen. till mi fanno, ogn' hor mori re, Si grave é la mia pena e'l mio marti re, ii martyr. XVIII. Strike it up Tabor and pipe us a favour, thou shalt be well paid well paid for thy labour: Imeane to spend my shoe sole to dance about the May pole, I will be blithe and brisk, blithe and brisk, i'll leap and skip, hop and trip, turn about in the rout, until very weary weary joints can scarce frisk. 2 Lusty Dick Hopkin, lay on with thy napkin, the stitching cost me but a dodkin, the Morris were half undone, Wert not for Martin of Compton, O well said jiging Alce, Pretty Gill, stand you still, Dapper jack, means to smack, how now, fie, fie fie, you dance false. XIX. HA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha this world doth pass most merrily most merrily i'll be sworn, for many an honest Indian Ass goes for a unicorn, ii ii ii farra diddle diddle dyno ii this is idle idle fino, ii 2 Tygh high, tygh high, O sweet delight, he tickles this age that can, call Tullia's Ape a Marmasyte. And Leda's Goose a swan, Fara diddle deyno, this is idle fyno. 3 So so so so fine English days, for false play is no reproach, for he that doth the Cochman praise, may safely use the Coch. fara dyddle deyno, this is idle fyno. XX. SInce Roben Hood, maid Marian, and little john are gone a, the hobby horse was quite for- got, when Kempe did dance alone a, he did labour after the tabor for to dance then into France, for ii he took pains▪ took pains to skip, ii to skip it in hope of gains ii he did trip it trip it ii on the toe, diddle diddle diddle do, ii XXI. FA la la la la fa la la, O now weep, now sing fa la la la la: for this is love in frost to fry, in tears to sing, in life to die to die, in life to die to die ii and never to have ending. 2 Fa la la la, etc. I die willingly, fa la la la la, etc. And yet I live in spite of love, in hope of gain, And think to prove, some pleasure mingled with pain, XXII. ALas tarry but one half hour, one half hour, until an opportunity fit my power ii than will I look and sigh out all my sorrow, now every body looketh on, and you know I must be gone to morrow, and you know I must be gone to morrow. 2 Adieu. why did I aspire high, when I see my ruinous end so nigh, Yet will I now prolong my last farewell, else in sudden sort to part, will go near to break my heart, that doth swell. XXIII. AS deadly serpents lurking, so envy lieth wor. king, still to disgrace those men which do strive by virtues fame to augment their height of name, by labour, art and pen. But let all carping Momuses, and idle foolish Zoili, what so ere they will report, I put myself in venture to judgements learned censure and men of better sort. XXIIII. DOnna il vostro bel viso vi so, Apr'a chi mir' ogn' hor ill paradi so, ii Ma'l mio misero core, Sen viu' ogn' hor in lagrim'e in lagrim'e dolore do lo re. XXV. THe Nightingale the Organ of delight the nimble nimble ii ii Lark, the Blackbird ii and the Thrush, and all the pretty choristers of flight, that chant their music notes in every bush ii let them no more contend who shall excel, the cuckoo, coockoo, the coockoo ii coockoo the coockoo coockoo is the bird coockoo ii ii is the bird that bears the bell. XXVI. 6. voc A remembrance of my friend M. Thomas Morley. QVINTUS DEath hath deprived me, hath deprived me of my dearest friend my dearest friend is dead and laid in grave, in grave he rests two. until the world shall end. the world shall end, as end must all things have, all things must have an end that nature wrought, nature wrought, that nature wrought, must unto dust be brought must unto dust be brought, to dust be brought must ii be brought. TENOR DEath hath deprived me of my dearest friend, of ii my dearest friend is dead and laid in grave, in grave, in grave he rests, in ii until the world shall end, the world shall end, as end must all things have, all things must have an end, that nature wrought, that nature wrought, that ii must unto dust be brought, must ii must unto dust unto dust be brought, be brought. BASSUS AYERES OR Fantastic Spirits for three voices, Made and newly published by THOMAS WEELKES, Gentleman of his majesties Chapel, Batchelar of Music, and organist of the Cathedral Church of Chichester. LONDON Printed by William Barley, and are to be sold at his shop in Gracious street. 1608. Cum Privilegio. A Table of all the Songs contained in this Set. Come come le's begin. I jockey thine horn pipes dull. TWO Some men desire Spouses. III To morrow is the marriage day. IIII Upon a hill, the bonny boy. V Come sirrah jack ho. VI Tan ta ra run tan tant VII The Gods have heard my vows. VIII Though my carriage be but IX The Ape, the Monkey. X No, no though I shrink still. XI Ay me alas hay ho. XII Late in my rash accounting. XIII Four arms two necks. XIIII Lord when I think. XV Say wanton will you love me. XVI I bei ligustri e rose. XVII Strike it up Tabor. XVIII Ha ha this world doth pass. XIX Since Robin Hood. XX Fa la la, O now weep. XXI Als tarrry but one half hour. XXII As deadly serpents lurking. XXIII Donna il vostro. XXIIII The Nightingale. XXV A Song for 6. voices Death hath deprived me. XXVI BASSUS. 3. voc. I. COme, come le's begin le's begin to revealed out, to revealed out, and tread the hills and dales a- bout, that hills and dales and woods may sound, an Echo ii to this warbling round. Lads merry be with music sweet, and Fairs trip it with your feet, Pan's pipe is dull, a better strain, doth stretch itself to please your vain, II. Jockey thine horn pipes dull, give wind man at full, fie upon such a sad gull, like an hoody doody, all to moody, toodle, loodle, pipe it up thicker, i'll tread it the quicker: why then about it roundly, ii and I will foot it foot it ii ii sound, i'll take my steps the shorter, as if I trampled, trampled trampled mortar. Darite grows so grave, I may not her have: In around when I do crave, with hoop sir hoy day, O you hurtme Toodle, Toodle, set me thy work by and come to me smurkly. Then if she chance to glance in, Give us two room to dance in, Though my green jerkin bare is Us two to all the parish, III. SOme men desire spouses, that come of noble houses, and some would have in marriage ladies of courtly carriage, fa la fa la la fala la la la, but few desire as I do, the maidenhead, the maidenhead ii ii of a widow, fa la la la fa la la la la la la la. 2 Some think fair youth will cherish, Strength that begins to perish, le have no colts to taming, Let me be youngest at gaming. I'll get over, i'll go nigh too, The maidenhead of a widow. FOUR TO morrow is the marriage day of Mopsus and fair Phillida, Come shepherds bring your garlands gay, ii ii your garlands gay. 2 Iflove lie in so fowl a nest, and foulness on so fair a breast, What lover may not hope the best. 3 O do not weep fair Bellamoure, though he be gone there's many more, for love hath many loves in store. V. Upon a hill, ii a hill, the bony bony boy, sweet Thirsis sweetly played, and called his lambs their maistersioy, and more he would have said, but love, but love that gives the lovers wings, withdrew his mind, his mind from other things, from o- there things. 2 His pipe and he could not agree, for Milla was his note, This silly pipe could never get, this lovely name by rote. With that they both fell in a sound, he fell a sleep, his pipe to ground. VI COme sirrah jack ho, fill some Tobacco, bring a wire, and some fire, hast hast away, quick I say, do not stay, shun delay, for I drank none good to day: I swear that this Tobacco it's perfect Trinidado, by the very mass, never was better gear than is here, for the blood, 'tis very good. 2 Fill the pipe once more, My brains dance trenchmore. It is heady, I am geeddy, My head and brains, Back and rains, jomtes and veins, From all pains, It doth well purge and make clean. Then those that do Condenme it, Or such as not Commend it, Never were so wise to learn, Good Tobacco to discern Let them go, pluck a crow, and not know as I do The sweet of Trinidado. VII. TAn ta ra run tan tant, cries Mars on bloody rampire fa la fa la fa la, cries Venus in a Chamber toodle loodle loo, cries Pan that Cuckoo, with bells at his shoe, and a fiddle fiddle too, Ay me, but I alas lie weeping, for death hath slain my sweating, which hath my heart in keeping, my heart in keeping. VIII. THe Gods have heard my vows, fond Lice, whose fair brows wont scorn with such disdain, my love, ii my tears my pain ii fa la la la la la. 2 But now those springtide roses, are turned to winter poses, to Rue, and time, and sage, fitting that shriuledage, Falalala. etc. 3 Now youths with hot desire, See, see that flamelesse fire, Which erst your hearts so burned, quick into ashes turned. Fa la la la &c. IX. THough my carriage be but careless, though my looks be of the sternest, yet my passions are compare- less, when I love, when I love, I love, I love, I love, I love in earnest. 2 No my wits are not so wild. But a gentle soul may yoke me, Nor my heart so hard compiled, But it melts, if love provoke me. X. THe Ape, the Monkey and Baboon did meet, and breaking of their fast in friday street, in their three natures was a sympathy, Nay quoth Baboon I do deny that strain, I have more knavery in me than you twain. 2 Why quoth the Ape I have a horse at will, in Paris Garden for to ride on still, and there show tricks: tush quoth the Monkey I for better tricks in great men's houses lie. Tush, quoth Baboon, when men do know I come, for sport, from City, country, they will run. XI. NO no, though I shrink still, yet I think still that a wink will do what lovers best know, fa la la liro logh ii ii ii till then I will be glad, and then I will be mad, hang up all love that is sad, fa la la liro logh ii ii ii 2 What what, if she feign so, than I plain go, in a vain to overthrow her that's flat, fa la la, etc. O, but she loved me well, no but I cannot tell, who dares trust women or hell. XII. Ay me alas, hay ho, hay ho ii ii thus doth Messalina▪ go up and down ii up and down the house a crying, a crying, for her Monkey lies a dying for ii death thou art too cruel, to bereave her jewel, or to make a seizure of her only treasure, if her Monkey die she will sit and cry, fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie. XIII. LAte in my rash accounting, my Fortune was amounting, fa la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la la: and now all is undone, all courses backward run, fa la la fa la la fa la fa la la fa la la fa la la la. 2 Hearts greedy in desiring, Are speedy in aspiring, fa la la &c. But this female sex, Make stout hearts break their necks. 3 You Ladies fair and fickle, Whose climbing thoughts do tickle, fa la &c. Shall most deeply repent, And find a base descent. XIIII. Four arms, two necks, one wreathing, two pair of lips one breathing, fa la la fa la la fa la la: two hearts that multiply, sighs interchangeably, fa la fa la fa la fa la fa la fa la la la. 2 The thought of this confound me, and as I speak it wounds me, fa la la, etc. It cannot be expressed, good help me whilst I rest. 3 Bad stomachs have their loathing, and O this all is nothing, fa la la, etc. this no with griefs doth prove, report oft turns in love, fa la la. XV. LOrd when I think what a paltry thing is a glove or a ring, or a top of a fan to brag of, and how much a Noddy will triumph in a busk point, snatch with the tag of, snatch with the tag of, than I say, well fare him that hath ever used close play. 2 And when I see, what a pitiful grace, hath a frown in the face, Or a no in the lips of a Lady, and when I had witted, she would be kissed, When she away did go, with hay ho, I end so, Never trust any woman more than you know. XVI. SAy wanton will you love me, I love no long de- laying, delaying, I love no long delay-ing, whilst that you strive to prove me to prove me, I fear your loves decaying. 2 Fear not my loves decaying, Whilst that you strive to prove me, I love no long delaying, Come wanton then and love me. XVII. I Bei ligustri e rose, Ch'in voi natura, po se ii Donna gen till mi fanno, ogn hor mori re, Si grave é la mia pena e'l mio martyr, ii XVIII. Strike it up Tabor and pipe via favour, thou shalt be well paid for thy labour: to dance about the Maypole, I will be blithe and brisk, leap and skip, hop and trip, turn about in the rout, until very weary joints can scarce frisk. 2 Lusty Dick Hopkin, lay on with thy napkin, the stitching cost me but a dodkin, the Morris were half vnd one Wert not for Martin of Compton, O well said jiging Alce, Pretty Gill, stand you still, Dapper jack, means to smack, how now, fie, fie, fie, you dance false. XIX. HA ha ha ha ha ha ii ii this world doth pass most merrily most merrily I will be sworn, for many an honest Indian Ass goes for a unicorn, goes for an unicorn ii a unicorn, farra diddle diddle dyno ii this is idle idle fino, ii 2 Tygh high, tygh high, O sweet delight, he tickles this age that can, call Tullia's Ape a Marmasyte. And Leda's Goose a swan, Fara diddle deyno, this is idle fyno. 3 So so so so fine English days, for false play is no reproach, for he that doth the Cochman praise, may safely use the Coach, fara dyddle deyno, this is idle fyno. XX. SInce Roben Hood, maid Marian, and little john are gone a, the hobby harse was quite for- got, when Kempe did dance alone a, he did labour after the tabor for to dance then into France, for ii he took pains to skip, to skip ii to skip it in hope of gains of gains he will trip it trip it trip it on the toe, diddle diddle diddle do, ii XXI FA la la la la, O now weep, now sing fa la la la la la: for this is love in frost to fry, in tears to sing, in life to die, ii ii and never to have ending. 2 Fa la la la, etc. I die willingly, fa la la la la, etc. And yet I live in spite of love, in hope of gain, And think to prove, some pleasure mingled with pain. XXII. O tarry tarry but one half hour, ii half hour, until an opportunity fit my power then will I look and sigh out all my sorrow, now every body looketh on, and you know I must be gone & you know I must be gone tomorrow, tomorrow. 2 Adieu, why did I aspire high, when I see my ruinous end so nigh, Yet will I now prolong my last farewell, else in sudden sort to part, will go near to break my heart, that doth swell. XXIII. AS deadly serpents lurking, so envy lieth wor. king, still to disgrace those men which do strive by virtues fame to augment their height of name, by labour, art and pen. But let all carping Momuses, and idle foolish Zoili, what so ere they will report, I put myself in venture to judgements learned censure and men of better sort. XXIIII. DOnna il vostro bel vi so, Apr'a chi mir' ogn' horil paradiso, ii Ma'l mio misero core, Sen viu' ogn' hor in lagrim'e in lagrim'e dolore do lo re. XVIII. THe Nightin- gall the Organ of delight the nimble nimble nimble nimble Lark, the black bird ii and the Thrush, and all the pretty choristers of flight, that chant their Music notes in every bush, two. in every bush, in every bush: Let them no more contend who shall excel, the coockoo ii, is the bird, the coockoo is the bird the coockoo is the bird that bears the bell. XXVI. 6. voc A remembrance of my friend, M. Thomas Morley. BASSUS. DEath hath, etc. My dearest friend is dead and laid in grave in grave he rests, ii until the world shall end the world shall end, as end must all things have, all things must have an end that nature wrought, that nature wrought, must unto dust be brought, must ii CANTUS. DEath hath deprived me of my dearest friend, my dearest friend, my dearest friend is dead and laid in grain, in grave he rests in ii until the world shall end, the world shall end, as end must all things have, all things must have an end that nature wrought, that nature wrought must unto dust be brought must unto dust be brought must unto dust must unto dust be brought.