AIRS, TO SING AND PLAY TO THE LUTE AND BASSE VIOL. With Pavins, Galliards, Almains, and Corantoes for the Lyra VIOL. By William Corkine. LONDON Printed by W. Stansby for john Browne, and are to be sold at his Shop in Saint Dunstanes Churchyard in Fleetstreet. 1616. TO THE TWO HONOURABLE KNIGHTS, SIR EDWARD HERBERT, OF THE NOBLE ORDER OF THE BATH, AND SIR WILLIAM HARDY. IT was long before the use of Notes and Tabulature came in to our English Press, but having found the way, there are few Nations yield more Impressions in that kind than ours. Every Musician according to his ability increasing the number. Among so many, I have now made one, yielding my private inventions subject to public censure: To which adventure I was drawn by two reasons. First, that I might show my humble duty, and grateful mind to you my two Honourable Masters, whose bounty bestowed on me that knowledge (whatsoever it is) that I have attained in Music; Next for that I am assured, that both the worthiness of your Names, as also your loves to Music, and extraordinary skills therein, either to express, or Masterly to compose, will be such a protection to my devoted labours, that I shall not need to fear the black breath of any envious detractor. All my desire is, that your favourable acceptance will better them, for I shall esteem them as you receive them. So, as my duty requires; I will daily pray for you both, as my bountiful Masters, and worthiest Patrons. Your humble servant, William Corkine. I. CANTUS. Sink down proud thoughts, your mounting hopes must now descend, come grief and care, hence joys, your triumph now must end. heavens now will smile no more, my light is sha'- deed, I pine with- out re- dress, my life, my spirits like flowers are fa- deed. 1 Sink down proud thoughts, your mounting hopes must now descend, Come grief and care, hence joys your triumph now must end, Heavens now will smile no more my light is shaded, I pine without redress, my life my spirits like flowers are faded. 2 O time 〈◊〉 my woe, in mine own tears drown my distress, Griefs none should know, when none their anguish can redress, Pale Death hath pierced my blood, and forth it streameth, I sleep, and in my trance, my head my heart of sorrow dreameth. BASSUS. Sink down. II. CANTUS. SOme can flatter, some can feign, simple truth shall plead for me Let not beauty truth disdain, Truth is even as fair as she. 2 But since Pairs must equal prove, Let my strength her youth oppose, Love her beauty, faith her love, On e'en terms so may we close. 3 Cork or Lead, in equal weight, Both one just proportion yield, So may breadth be paysed with height, Steepest mount with plainest field. 4 Virtues have not all one kind, Yet all virtues merits be: divers virtues are combined, Differing so Deserts agree. 5 Let then love and beauty meet, Making one divine consent, Constant as the found'st, and sweet, That enchant the firmament. BASSUS. SOme can. III. CANTUS. Sweet restrain these, Showers of kindness, from distrust proceeding, Nurse not wrong con- cei- ve blindness, by to much sigh breeding, Love by error, seems a stray, But dies if once suspected. Women most believe when they most by men are neglected. 1 Sweet restrain these showers of kindness, From distrust proceeding, Nurse not wrong conceived blindness, By too much sigh breeding. Love by error seems astray, But dies if once suspected, Women must believe when they, most by men are neglected. 2 Some, forged flatteries only venture, Yet return true favours, Just affection like a Centre, Once fixed never wavers: Easily as the day from night, May women's eyes discover, If they frame their minds aright, From the false the true lover. BASSUS. Sweet restrain. FOUR CANTUS. IF streams of tears, Could lessen extreme grief, or cause a minute's truce to woe, If deepest sighs, Sad plants might yield re- lief, these sorrows to for- go, Mine eyes my heart, my tongue should near re- fraine to weep, to sigh and to come- plain, But sorrow such impression left, of sight of speech, it me bereft, only to sigh. ij two to sigh, to sigh, is left to me, in this my great- test mi- se - rye. BASSUS. IF streams. V. CANTUS. Sweet sweet two Let me go, sweet two two two let me go two What do you mean to vex me so, What do you mean to vex me so, cease two two Your Pleading force do you think thus, To extort remorse, now, now, two two now no more. two two alas you over bear me, And I would cry, And I would cry, And I would cry, two But some would hear I fear me. BASSUS. SSweete, sweet. VI CANTUS. He that hath no mistress, must not wear a favour, he that woos a mistress, must serve before he have her, he that hath no bedfel- low, must lie a- loan, and he that hath no Lady, must be con- tent with jone, and so must I, for why alas my love and I am parted, my two False Cupid I will have thee whipped, and have thy mother carted. BASSUS. He that hath. VII. CANTUS. Sweet Cupid, ripen her the- sire, thy joyful harvest may begin, if age approach a lit- tle nigher, 'twill be too late, 'twill be too late, 'twill be too late to get it in. If 1 Sweet Cupid ripen her desire, Thy joyful harvest may begin, If age approach a little nigher, 'twill be too late too get it in. 2 Cold Winter storms lay standing Corn, Which once too ripe will never rise, And lovers wish themselves unborn, When all their joys lie in their eyes. 3 Then sweet let us embrace and kiss, Shall beauty shalt upon the ground, If age bereave us of this bliss, Then will no more such sport be found, BASSUS. SSweete Cupid. VIII. CANTUS. Vain is all this world's contention, Fortune's frail, and hopes de- cei- ving, Chance lays ambush of prevention, Our attempts of end bereaving, fu- ture thing are placed beyond our weak conceiving minds in every age new, thoughts engender till all to fate we render. BASSUS. Vain is all. IX. CANTUS. beauty sat ba- thing by a Spring, where fairest shades did hide her, the winds blewe calm, the Birds did Sing, the cool streams ran be- side her, my wanton thoughts in- tised mine eye to see what was for- bidden, but better memory said, Fie fie fie fie fie fie two ij. two. fie fie, ii ii fie, So vain de-sire was chidden, so vain de- sire was chid- den. 2 Into a slumber than I fell, But fond imagination Seemed to see, but could not tell, Her feature or her fashion. But even as babes in dreams do smile, And sometime fall a weeping: So I awake as wise the while, As when I fell a sleeping. BASSUS. Beauty sat. X. CANTUS. NOw would chwore honged, zis but thou most ma wrong, gods bors I cry God mercy to zweare, hast not my Rings and things, and gear with vaith and troth, among and wout vorzake ma now, two nay mass ware that, two for if thou do, I'll take a knife & hung my self vor one of thou, yea I will, so I will, that I will, I vaith lafoy, two Hadds voote zweete zis what ailed that woe ma now, I cham as like to zarue thy turn, As yet I was zince chos I borne, and sha' not I have thou, Le's see who dare I chould but zee huds lid I zweare, I'll take a zweard & make a yend of I or he, Yea I would, etc. Ha not I bought my Kerzie wedding briche, Hudds hate I'm angry thou makes ma ur et, And is not my bond ready zet, would zarue ma zucha twitch, I'll break his brow, I vaith, I chill that shall love thou, Then take a rop and drown thy zelf for mere good will, Yea I would, etc. BASSUS. NOw would chowre. XI. CANTUS. Think you to seduce me so with words that have no meaning, parrots can learn so to speak our voice by pieces gleaning, Nurses teach their children, so about the time of weaning nurses. 1 Think you to seduce me so with words that have no meaning, parrots can learn so to speak our voice by pieces gleaning, Nurses teach their Children so about the time of weaning. 2 Learn to speak first, then to woe, to woeing much pertaineth, He that hath not Art to hide, soon falters when he feigneth, And as one that wants his wits, he smiles when he complaineth. 3 If with wit we be deceived, our falls may be excused, Seeming good with flattery graced, is but of few refused, But of all accursed are they that are by fools abused. BASSUS. Think you to seduce. XII. CANTUS. SHall a frown or angry eye, Shall a word unfitly placed, Shall a shadow make me fly, as I wear with Tigers cha-ced, Love must not be so disgra- ced, Love must not be so dis- gra- ced. 1 Shall a frown or angry eye, Shall a word unfitly placed? Shall a shadow make me fly, As I were with Tigers chased? Love must not be so disgraced. 2 Shall I woo her in despite? Shall I turn her from her flying? Shall I tempt her with delight, Shall I laugh out her denying? No, beware of lovers crying. 3 Shall I then with patient mind, Still attend her wayward pleasure, Time will make her prove more kind, Let her coyness then take leisure, Pains are worthy such a treasure. BASSUS. SHall a frown. Lessons for the Lyra vial. ALmaine. Pavin. Coranto. FINIS. ALmaine. Finis. Coranto. Finis. Pavin. Coranto. GAlliard. Finis. GAlliard. Whoop do me no harm goodman. Finis. GAlliard. FOrtune. Finis. A Table of all the Songs contained in this Book. Sink down proud thoughts, 1. Some can flatter, some can feign, 2. Sweet restrain these, Showers of kindness, 3. If streams of tears, could lessen extreme grief, 4. Sweet sweet let me go, 5. He that hath no mistress, 6. Sweet Cupid ripen her desire, 7. Vain is all this world's contention, 8. Beauty sat bathing by a Spring, 9 Now would chowre honged, zis but thou most ma wrong. 10. Think you to seduce me so with words. 11. Shall a frown or angry eye, 12. Two Pavins, Two Almains, Three Galliards, Three Corantoes, Whoop do me no harm goodman. Fortune. FINIS.