A Pilgrims Solace. Wherein is contained Musical Harmony of 3. 4. and 5. parts, to be sung and played with the Lute and Viols.  
By John Douland, Bachelor of Music in both the Universities: and Lutenist to the Right Honourable the Lord Walden.  
1612  
LONDON: Printed for M. L. J. B. and T. S. by the Assignment of William Barley.   

TO THE RIGHT Honourable, THEOPHILUS, LORD WALDEN, SON AND HEIR TO THE MOST NOBLE, THOMAS, BAR ON OF WALDEN, EARL OF SUFFOLK, LORD CHAMBERLAINE OF HIS majesties HOUSEHOLD, KNIGHT OF THE MOST Noble Order of the Garter, and one of his majesties most Honourable Privy Counsel.  
Most Honoured Lord:  
AS to exell in any quality is very rare, so is it a hard thing to find out those that favour Virtue and Learning; but such being found, men of judgement are drawn (I know not by what Sympathy) to love and Honour them, as the Saints and Sovereigns of their affections and devices: wherefore (most Worthy Lord) your Honour being of all men noted (as natural borne heir of your most Renowned father and mother) to be the only and alone Supporter of goodness and excellency, known to none better (unless I should be the most ungrateful of all others) than myself, who am held up only by your gracious hand; for which I can show no other means of thankfulness than these simple fruits of my poor endeavours which I most humbly present as a public pledge from a true and devoted heart, hoping hereafter to perform something, wherein I shall show myself more worthy of your Honourable service. In the mean time you shall have a poor man's prayers for your Lordship's continual health and daily increase of honour.  
Your Honour's humble servant JOHN DOULAND.   

TO THE READER.  
WOrthy Gentlemen, and my loving Countrymen; moved by your many and fore-tasted courresies, I am constrained to appear again unto you. True it is, I have lain long obscured from your sight, because I received a Kingly entertainment in a foreign climate, which could not attain to any (though never so mean) place at home, yet have I held up my head within this Horizon, and not altogether been unaffected else where. Since some part of my poor labours have found favour in the greatest part of Europe's, and been printed in eight most famous Cities beyond the Seas. viz: Paris, Antwerp, Collein, Nurenburge, Franckfort, Liepsig, Amsterdam, and Hamburge: (yea and some of them also authorized under the emperors royal privilege,) yet I must tell you, as I have been a stranger; so have I again found strange entertainment since my return; especially by the opposition of two sorts of people that shroud themselves under the title of musicans. The first are some simple Cantors, or vocal singers, who though they seem excellent in their blind Division-making, are merely ignorant, even in the first elements of Music, and also in the true order of the mutation of the Hexachord in the system, (which hath been approved by all the learned and skilful men of Christendom, this 800 years,) yet do these fellows give their verdict of me behind my back, and say, what I do is after the old manner: but I will speak openly to them, and would have them know that the proudest Cantor of them, dares not oppose himself face to face against me. The second are young men, professors of the Lute, who vaunt themselves, to the disparagement of such as have been before their time, (wherein I myself am a party) that there never was the like of them. To these men I say little, because of my love and hope to see some deeds ensue their brave words, and also being that here under their ownenoses hath been published a Book in defence of the Viol de Gamba, wherein not only all other the best and principal instruments have been abased, but especially the Lute by name, the words, to satisfy thee Reader I have here thought good to insert, and are as followeth: From henceforth, the stateful Instrument Gamba Viol, shall with ease yield full various, and devicefull Music as the Lute: for here I protest the Trin●…ie of Music, Parts, Passion, and Division, to be as gracefully united in the Gamba Viol., as in the most received Instrument that is, etc. Which Imputation, me thinks, the learneder sort of musicans ought not to let pass unanswered. Moreover that here are and daily doth come into our most famous kingdom, divers strangers from beyond the seas, which aver before our own faces, that we have no true method of application or fingering of the Lute. Now if these gallant young Lutenists be such as they would have the world believe, and of which I make no doubt, let them remember that their skill lieth not in their finger's ends: Cucullus non facit Monachum. I wish for the Honour therefore and general benefit of our Country, that they undertake the defence of their Lute profession, seeing that some of them above other, have most large means, convenient time, and such encouragement as I never knew any have, belceve me if any of these objections had been made when those famous men lived which now are thought worthy of no fame, not derogating from these skilful men present; I dare affirm that these objections had been answered to the full, and I make no doubt but that those few of the former time which live yet, being that some of them are Bachelors of Music, and others which assume unto themselves to be no less worthy, willbe as forward to preserve their reputation. Perhaps you will ask me, why I that have travailed many countries, and aught to have some experience, doth not under go this business myself? I answer that I want ability, being I am now entered into the fiftieth year of mine age: secondly because I want both means, leisure, and encouragement. But (Gentle Reader to conclude, although abruptly) this work of mine, which I here have published, containeth such things as I myself have thought well of, as being in mine opinion furnished with variety of matter both of judgement and delight, which willingly I refer to the friendly censure, and approbation of the skilful: hoping it will be no less delightful to all in general, than it was pleasing to me in the composition, Farewell.  
Your friend john Douland.   



THE TABLE.  
Disdain me still, that I may ever love. I  
Sweet stay a while, why will you? TWO  
To ask for all thy love. III  
Love those beams that breed: IIII  
Shall I strive with words to move. V  
Were every thought an eye. VI  
Stay time a while thy flying. VII  
Tell me true love. VIII  
Go nightly, cares the enemy to rest. IX  
From silent night, true register of moans. X  
Lasso vita mia, mi fa morire. XI  
In this trembling shadow. XII  
If that a Sinners sighs be Angels food. XIII  
Thou mighty God 1. part. XIIII  
When David's life by Saul. 2. part. XV  
When the poor Cripple. 3. part. XVI  
Where Sin sore wounding. XVII  
My heart and tongue were twins. XVIII  
Up merry Mates, to Neptune's praise. XIX  
Welcome black night. XX  
Cease these false sports. XXI  
A Galliard to Lachrimae. XXII    
FINIS.   



CANTUS. I.  
Disdain me still, that I may e- ver love, For who his Love enjoys, can love, can love no more. The war once past with ease men co- wards prove: And ships returned, do rot up- 'pon the shore. And though thou frown, I'll say thou art most fair, most fair: And still I'll love, and still I'll love, I'll love, though still, though still I must de- spayre.   


As he●e to life so is desire to love,  
and these once quenched both life and love are gone.  
Let not my sighs nor tears thy virtue move,  
like base metals do not melt too soon.  
Laugh at my woes although I ever mourn,  
Love surfeits with reward, his nurse is scorn.    

ALTUS. I.  
Disdain me still that I may ever love: For who his Love enjoys can love, can love no more. The war once past, with ease men cowards prove: And ships returned, do rot, do rot upon the shore. And though thou frown, thou frown, I'll say thou art most fair, most fair, And still I'll love, I'll love though still I must despair.   

BASSUS. I.  
Disdain me still that I may ever love: For who his Love enjoys, can love, can love no more. The war once past, with ease men cowards prove: And ships returned do rot upon the shore. And though thou frown I'll say thou art most fair, most fair, And still I'll love, though still I must despair.   

TENOR. I.  
Disdain me still that I may ever love: For who his Love enjoys can love, can love no more. The war once past, with ease men cowards prove: And ships returned do rot upon the shore. And though thou frown, I'll say, I'll say, thou art most fair, most fair, And still I'll love, and still I'll love, and still I'll love, I'll love, though still, still I must despair, de- spayre.    


CANTUS. To my worthy friend Mr. William jewel of Exeter College in Oxford. II.  
SWeet stay a while, why will you rise? The light you see comes from your eyes: The day breaks not, it is my heart, To think that you and I must part. O stay, O stay, or else my joys, my joys, my joys must die, And perish in their in- fancy.   


Dear let me die in this fair breast,  
far sweeter than the Phoenix nest.  
Love raise desire by his sweet charms  
Within this circle of thine arms:  
And let thy blissful kisses cherish  
Mine infant joys, that else must perish.    

ALTUS. II.  
SWeet stay a while, why will you rise? The light you see comes from your eyes: The day breaks, breaks not, it is my heart, To think that you and I must part. O stay, O stay, or else my joys must die, my joys must die, And pe-rish in their infancy.   

BASSUS. II.  
Sweet stay a while, why will you rise? The light you see comes from your eyes: The day breaks not, it is my heart, To think that you, that you and I must part. O stay, O stay, or else my joys, my joys must die, and perish in their infancy.   

TENOR. II.  
Sweet stay a while, why will you rise? The light you see comes from your eyes: The day breaks not, it is my heart, To think that you, that you, that you and I must part. O stay, stay, stay; O stay, stay, stay, or else my joys, my joys must die, must die, die, my joys must die, And perish in their infancy.    


CANTUS. III.  
TO ask for all thy love, and thy whole heart 'twere madness, I do not sue, nor can ad- mit (fai- rest) from you to have all, yet who giveth all hath nothing to in- part, but sadness.   


He that receiveth all, can have no more than seeing.  
My Love by length of every hour,  
Gathers new strength, new growth, new flower.  
You must have daily new rewards in store, still being.   

You cannot every day give me your heart for merit:  
Yet if you will, when yours doth go,  
You shall have still one to bestow:  
For you shall mine when yours doth part inherit.   

Yet if you please, I'll find a better way, then change them:  
For so alone dearest we shall  
Be one and one, another's all▪  
Let us so join our hearts that nothing may estrange them.    

ALTUS. III.  
TO ask for all thy love and thy whole heart, 'twere madness: I do not sue, nor can admit (Fairest, fairest) from you to have all, Yet who giveth all, gi'- giveth all, hath nothing to impart but sadness.   

BASSUS. III.  
TO ask for all thy love, and thy whole heart, 'twere mad- nesse: I do not sue nor can add- mit (Fairest) from you to have all, Yet who giveth all, hath no- thing, nothing to in- part but sadness.   

TENOR. III.  
TO ask for all thy love, and thy whole heart, 'twere madness: I do not sue, nor can admit (Faith- rest, Faith- rest) from you to have all: Yet who giveth all, giveth all, hath nothing to in- part but sad- nesse.    


CANTUS. FOUR  
Love those beams that breed, all day long breed, and feed, this bur-ning: But alas tears cool this fire in vain, in vain, The more I quench, the more I quench, the more there doth re-maine. Love I quench with floods, floods of tears, night- lie tears and mour-ning.   


I'll go to the woods, and alone, make my moan, oh cruel:  
For I am deceived and bereaved of my life, my jewel.  
O but in the woods, though Love be blind,  
He hath his spies, my secret haunts to find.   

Love than I must yield to thy might, might and spite oppressed,  
Since I see my wrongs, woe is me, cannot be redrested.  
Come at last, be friendly Love to me,  
And let me not, endure this misery.    

ALTUS. FOUR  
Love those beams that breed, that breed all day long, breed and feed this, this bur-ning: Love I quench with floods, with floods, floods of tears, night- lie tears, tears and mor-ning. But alas tears cool this fire in vain, in vain, The more I quench, the more there doth remain.   

BASSUS. FOUR  
Love those beams that breed, all day long breed, and feed this bur-ning: But, but alas tears cool this fire in vain, the more I quench, the more, the more there doth remain. Love I quench with floods, floods of tears, night- lie tears and mor-ning.   

TENOR. FOUR  
Love those beams that breed, all day long breed, and feed, and feed this burning: Love I quench with floods, floods of tears, night- lie, night-ly tears & morning. But alas tears cool, tears cool this fire, in vain, in vain, The more I quench, the more I quench, the more, the more there doth remain.    


CANTUS. V.  
SHall I strive with words to move, when deeds re-ceive not due re- guard? Shall I speak, and neigh- there please, nor be free- lie heard? All woes have end, though a while de- laid, our pa- tience pro- ving. O that times strange of- fects could but make, but make her lo- ving. I wooed her, I loved her, and none but her add- mire. O come dear joy, and an- swear my de- sire. She alone my wound shall know, though she will not heal. Storms calm at last, and why may not she leave off her frow-ning? O sweet Love, help her hands my of- fe- cti- on crow-ning.   

ALTUS. V.  
SHall I strive with words to move, when deeds re-ceive not due regard? Shall I speak, and neigh- there please, nor be free- lie heard? All woes have end though a while delayed, our patience proving, O that times, strange times, strange ef-fects, of- fects, could but make her lo- ving. I wooed her, I loved her, and none but her add- mire. O come dear joy, and answer, answer my de- sire. Grief a- 'las though all in vain, her rest- less an-guish must reveal: She a- lone my wound shall know, though she will not heal. Storms calm at last, and why may not she leave off her frowning? O sweet Love, help Love, help her hands, her hands my of- fe- ction crow-ning.   

BASSUS. V.  
SHall I strive with words to move, when deeds re- ceive not due regard? Shall I speak, and neigh- there please, nor be free- lie heard? All woes have end, though a while delayed, our pa-ti-ence proving. O that times, strange ef-fects could but make her, make her lo- ving. ay, I wooed her, I loved her, and none but her admire, O come dear joy, and answer my desire. Grief a- 'las though all in vain, her restless an- guish must reveal: She a- lone my wound shall know, though she will not heal. Storms calm at last, and why may not she leave off her frowning? O sweet Love help her hands, my of- fe- ction crowning, crowning.   

TENOR. V.  
SHall I strive with words to move, when deeds re- ceive not due regard? Shall I speak, and neigh- there please, nor be free- lie heard? All woes have end, though a while, a while de- laid, our patience, patience pro- ving: O, O that times, that times, strange, strange times, strange of- fects, could make her, could make her lo- ving. ay, I wooed her, I loved her, and none but her add- mire, O come dear joy and answer, and answer my de-sire. Grief a- 'las though all in vain, her restless an-guish must reveal: She alone my wound shall know, though she will not heal. Storms calm at last, and why may, why may not she leave off, leave off her frow-ning? O, O sweet Love, sweet Love help, help Love, help her hands my, my of- fe- cti- on crowning.    


CANTUS. VI  
WEre every thought an eye, and all those eyes could see, Her subtle wiles their sights would beguile, and mock their jealousy. De- sire lives in her heart, Di- a-na in her eyes. 'Twere vain to wish women true, 'tis well, if they prove wise. Such a Love deserves more grace, Then a truer heart that hath no conceit, To make use both of time and place, When a wit hath need of all his sleight. Her fires do in- ward burn, they make no outward show. And her de- lights a- mid the dark shades, which none dis- cover, grow. The flowers growth is un- seen, yet every day it grows. So where her fan- cy is set it thrives, but how none knows.   

ALTUS. VI  
WEre eve-ry thought an eye and all those eyes could see, Her subtle wiles their sights would be- guile, and mock their jealousy. De- sire lives in her heart, in her heart, Di- a- na in her eyes, in her eyes. 'Twere vain to wish women true, 'tis well, ij. if they prove wise. Such a Love de- serves more grace, Then a truer heart that hath no conceit, To make use both of time and place, and place, When a wit hath need of all his sleight. Her fires do in ward burn, they make no outward show. And her de-lights a- mid the dark shades, which none dis- cover, grow. The flowers growth is unseen, is unseen, yet eve- ry day it grows, it grows. So where her fan- cy is set it thrives, ij. but how none knows.   

BASSUS. VI  
WEre eve-ry thought an eye, and all those eyes could see, Her sub- till wiles their sight would be- guile, and mock their jealousy. De- sire lives in her heart, in her heart, Di- a- na in her eyes, in her eyes. 'Twere vain to wish women true, 'tis well if they prove wise. Such a Love deserves more grace, Then a truer heart that hath no con- ceit, To make use both of time and place, and place, When a wit hath need of all his sleight. Her fires do in- ward burn, they make no outward show, And her de- lights a- mid the dark shades, which none dis- cover, grow. The flowers growth is unseen, is unseen, yet every day it grows, it grows. So where her fan- cy is set it thrives, but how none knows.   

TENOR. VI  
WEre eve-ry thought an eye, and all those eyes could see, Her subtle wiles their sight would beguile, and mock their jealousy. De- sire lives in her heart, her heart, Diamond- nam in her eyes, in her eyes. 'Twere vain to wish women true, 'tis well if they prove wise. Such a Love de- serves more grace, Then a truer heart, that hath no conceit, To make use both of time and place, When a wit hath need of all his sleight. Her fires do in- ward burn, they make no outward show, And her de- lights a- mid the dark shades, which none dis-cover, grow. The flowers growth is un- seen, un- seen, yet every day it grows, it grows. So where her fan-cy is set, it thrives, but how none knows.    


CANTUS. VII.  
STay time a while thy fly-ing, Stay and pit- tie me dy-ing. Come, come close mine eyes, bet-ter to die blessed, Then to live, to live thus di- stres- sed. For fates and friends have left me, And of come- fort be- reft me.   


To whom shall I complain me,  
When thus friends do disdain me?  
'tis time that must befriend me,  
Drowned in sorrow to end me.  
Come, come close mine eyes, better to die blessed,  
Then to live thus distressed.   

Tears but augment this fuel,  
I feed by night, (oh cruel)  
Light griefs can speak their pleasure,  
Mine are dumb passing measure.  
Quick, quick, close mine eyes, better to die blessed,  
Then here to live distressed.    

ALTUS. VII.  
STay time a while thy fly-ing: Stay, and pit- tie me dy-ing. Come, come, close, close mine eyes, better to die blessed, Then to live, to live thus distressed. For Fates and friends have left me, And of come- fort be-reft me.   

BASSUS. VII.  
STay time a while thy fly-ing: Stay, and pit- tie me dy-ing. Come, come, close, close mine eyes, better to die blessed, Then to live, to live thus distressed. For Fates and friends have left me, And of comfort be-reft me.   

TENOR. VII.  
STay time a while thy flying: Stay, stay, and pit- tie, pit- tie me dy-ing. Come, For Fates and friends have left me, And, and of com-fort, come- fort be-reft me. Come, close mine eyes, better to die blessed, Then to live, to live thus distressed.    


CANTUS. VIII.  
TEll me true Love where shall I seek thy being, In thoughts or words, in vows or promise making, In rea- sons, looks, or pas- sions, ij. never seeing, In men on earth, or woe- men's minds partaking. Thou canst not die, and therefore li-uing, therefore living tell me where is thy seat, is thy seat, thy seat, Why why, doth this age expel thee?   


2 When thoughts are still unseen and words disguised; vows are not sacred held, nor promise debt:  
By passion reasons glory is surprised, in neither sex is true love firmly set.  
Thoughts feigned, words false, vows and promise broken  
Made true Love fly from earth, this is the token.   

3 Mount then my thoughts, here is for thee no dwelling, since truth and falsehood live like twins together:  
Believe not sense, eyes, ears, touch, taste, or smelling, both Art and Nature's forced: put trustin neither.  
One only she doth true Love captive binds  
In fairest breast, but in a fairer mind.   

O fairest mind, enriched with loves residing. retain the best; in hearts let some seed fall,  
In stead of weeds loves fruits may have abiding▪ at Harvest you shall reap increase of all.  
O happy Love, more happy man that finds thee,  
Most happy Saint, that keeps, restores, unbindes thee.    

ALTUS. Repetition. VIII.  
TEll me. Thou canst. Thou, thou canst not die, and there- fore, therefore living tell me, tell me, where is thy seat, ij. why doth this age expel thee?   

BASSUS. VIII.  
TEll me true love. Thou, thou canst not die, and therefore living tell me, tell me, where is thy seat, thy seat, where is thy seat, why doth this age expel thee?   

TENOR. Repetition. VIII.  
TEll me. Thou canst. Thou, thou canst not die, and there- fore living, there- fore li- ving tell me, tell me, where is thy seat, thy seat, why doth this age, ij. expel, expel thee?    


ALTUS. IX.  
Go nightly cares, Go nightly cares, the enemy to rest, Forbear, forbear a while to vex my grieved spirit, So long, so long your weight, so long, ij. your weight. hath line upon my breast, that lo I live, that lo I live, ij. of life bereaved quite, O give me time to draw my weary breath, Or let me die, as I de- sire the death. ☞  
Welcome sweet death, ij. ij. ☜ sweet death welcome, Oh life, no life, A hell, Then thus, and thus I bid the world fare- well.   

CANTUS. IX.  
Go nightly cares   

BASSUS. IX.  
Go nightly cares.   


False world farewell the enemy to rest, now do thy worst, I do not weigh thy spite:  
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,  
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.   

Delight, whom woes nor sorrows shall amate, nor fears or tears disturb her happy state.  
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joys untrue, and thus, and thus vain world again adieu.     


CANTUS. To my loving Countryman Mr. john Forster the younger, Merchant of Dublin in Ireland. X  
FRom silent night, true re- gister of moans, From saddest Soul consumed with deepest sins, From heart quite rend with sighs, with sighs and heavy groans, My way-ling Muse her woe, her woe, her woeful work begins. And to the world brings tunes of sad despair, And to the world brings tunes of sad despair, Sounding nought else but ☞  
sorrow, sorrow, nought else, ij. but sorrow, nought else but sore- row, ☜ grief and care. and   

CANTUS. X.  
FRom silent.   

BASSUS. X.  
FRom silent.   


2 Sorrow to see my sorrows cause augmented, and yet less sorrowful were my sorrows more:  
Grief that my grief with grief is not prevented, for grief it is must ease my grieved sore.  
Thus grief and sorrow cares but how to grieve,  
For grief and sorrow must my cares relieve.   

3 If any eye therefore can spare a tear to fill the wellspring that must wet my cheeks,  
O let that eye to this sad feast draw near, refuse me not my humble soul beseekes:  
For all the tears mine eyes have ever wept  
Were now too little had they all been kept.     


ALTUS. XI.  
LAsso vita mia, mi fa morire, Lasso vita mia mi fa, mi fa morire, Crudel, crudel amor mio cor con- sum, Da mill, mill, mill ferite, ij. mill, mill feri- te, Che mi fa ij. ij. morir, morir, Ahi me, Ahi me, Deh, che non mi fa morire, morire, Deh, che non mi fa morire, mi fa morire, Crudel, ij. a- mor, crudel, cru- del, ij. amor, mi fa sofrir mill mar- ☞  
tyre. mill, mill, mill martyr. mi fa sofrir mill martyr. mill, mill, mill, ij. mill, mill, martyr. ☜ mi fa so- frir mill, ij. mar- tire, marti- re.   

CANTUS. XI.  
LAsso.   

BASSUS. XI.  
LAsso.    


CANTUS. XII.  
IN this trembling, trembling shadow, cast from those boughs which thy wings shake, far from human trou- bless, hu- mane troubles, trou- bless placed: Songs to the Lord, to the Lord would I make, Darkness, ij. from my mind then take, For thy rites, thy rites none may begin, Till they feel thy light, ij- with- in.   


As I sing, sweet flowers I'll strew, from the fruitful valleys brought:  
Praising him by whom they grow, him that heaven and earth hath wrought, him that all things framed of nought,  
Him that all for man did make,  
But made man for his own sake.   

Music all thy sweetness lend, while of his high power I speak,  
On whom all powers else depend, but my breast is now too weak, trumpets shrill the air should break,  
All in vain my sounds I raise,  
Boundless power asks boundless praise,    

ALTUS. XII.  
IN this trembling, trembling sha'- dough, In this trembling, trembling shadow, cast from those boughs which thy winds, thy winds shake, Far from human troubles, far from hu- mane trou- bless placed, Songs to the, to the Lord would I make, Songs to the Lord would I make, Darkness from my mind, my mind then take: For thy rites none none may begin, thy rites, thy rites none may, none may begin, Till they feel, they feel thy light within. Songs, etc.   

BASSUS. XII.  
IN this trembling, trembling shadow, cast from those boughs which thy winds shake, thy winds shake, Far from human trou- bless, human troubles placed, Songs to the Lord, to the Lord (songs) would I make, Darkness from my mind, my mind then take: For thy rites none, none may begin, thy rites none may begin, Till they feel, they feel, thy light with- in. Songs, etc.   

TENOR. XII.  
IN this trembling, trembling sha'- dough, In this trembling, trem-bling sha'- dow, cast from those boughs which thy winds shake, cast, cast from those boughs which thy winds shake, thy winds shake, far from hu- mane trou- bless, human troubles placed, Songs to the Lord, to the Lord would I make, to the Lord would I make, darkness from my mind, my mind then take: For thy rites, thy rites, none may begin, thy rites, thy rites none, none may begin, Till they feel thy light, thy light with- in. Songs, etc.    


CANTUS. XIII.  
IF that a sinners sighs be Angels food, Or that re- pentant tears be Angels wine, Ac- cept O Lord in this most pensive mood, These hearty sighs and doleful plaints of mine, That went with Peter forth most sinful- lie: But not as Peter did, weep, weep weep, weep bit-ter- lie▪   

ALTUS. XIII.  
IF that a sin-ners sighs be Angels food, a sinner's sighs be Angels food, sighs be Angels food, Or that re- pentant tears, repentant tears be An- gels wine, be Angels wine, Accept O Lord, O Lord in this most pensive, pensive mood, These here- tie sighs, and doleful plaints of mine, That went with Peter forth, ij. most sinful- sinful- lie: But not as Peter did, not as Peter did, Peter did, weep, did, weep, weep, weep, weep bit-ter- lie. That went, etc.   

BASSUS. XIII.  
IF that a sin- ners sighs be Angel, food, sighs be Angels food, Or that repentant tears be Angels wine, Accept O Lord, O Lord, Accept O Lord, in this most pensive mood, These hearty sighs and doleful plaints of mine, That went with Peter, with Peter forth most sinfully: But not as Peter, Pe-ter did, weep, did weep, did weep, weep, bit-ter- lie. That went, etc.   

TENOR. XIII.  
IF that a sinners sighs, a sinner's sighs be Angels food, sighs be Angels food, Or that repentant tears, re- pentant tears be Angels, Angel's wine, Accept O Lord, accept O Lord in this most pensive mood, this most, most pensive mood, These hearty sighs, and doleful, doleful plaints of mine. That went with Pe-ter forth, with Pe-ter forth most sinfully, sinfully: But not as Pe-ter, not as Peter did, Peter did, weep, Peter did, weep, weep bitterly, weep bitter- lie. That went, etc.    


CANTUS. The first Part. XIIII.  
THou mighty God, that rightest every wrong, Listen to patience, Listen to patience, Listen to patience, patience in a dying, a dying, ij. song. When job had lost his Children, Lands, and goods, Patience, patience as- swa- ged his excessive pain, And when his sorrows, his sore- rows, sor- rows came as fast as floods, as floods, hope kept his heart, his heart, his heart, till come- fort came again, till comfort came a- gain, came a- gain.   

ALTUS. XIIII.  
THou mighty, mighty God, that rightest every wrong, Listen to patience, listen to patience, to patience in a dying, dying song. When job had lost, had lost his Children, Lands, and goods, Patience as- suaged, assuaged, patience asswa-ged his excessive pain, excessive pain: And when his sorrowcs, his sore- rows came, and when his sorrows, his sorrows came as fast, as fast as floods, Hope kept his heart, till comfort came again, till comfort came again, comfort came again, again. And when, etc.   

BASSUS. XIIII.  
THou mighty God that rightest every wrong, every wrong, Listen to patience, to patience, li- sten to patience in a dying, dying Song. When job had lost his Children, Lands, and goods, Patience, pati-ence ence asswa-ged, patience assuaged his excess- siue pain: And when his sorrows came, sorrows came as fast as floods, Hope kept his heart, ij. till comfort came again, And when, etc.   

TENOR. XIIII.  
THou mighty God that rightest every wrong, eve- ry wrong, Li- sten to patience, to patience, Listen to patience, ij. Listen, listen to pa- tience, patience, in a dying, dying Song. When job had lost his Children, his Children, Lands, Lands and goods, Pa- tience assuaged, ij. assuaged his excessive pain, pain, excessive pain, And when his sorrows came, and when his sorrows, his sorrows came as fast, as fast as floods, Hope kept his heart, his heart, till comfort came again, till comfort, comfort came again. And when his sorrows came as fast as floods,    


CANTUS. The second Part. XV.  
WHen David's life by Saul was often sought, Da- vids life by Saul, by Saul was of- ten sought, And worlds of woes, worlds of woes, of woes did compass, compass him a- bout, about, On dire revenge he never, never had a thought, a thought, But in his griefs, but in his griefs, his griefs, his griefs, Hope still did help him out, Hope still did help him, help him out.   

ALTUS. XV.  
WHen David's life, Da- vids life by Saul, by Saul was often sought, David's life by Saul was often sought, And worlds of woes did compass him, ij. compass him about, On dire re- venge, he never, never had a thought, a thought, But in his griefs, his griefs, his griefs, Hope still did help, did help him out, but in his griefs, his griefs, Hope still did help him out. On dire, etc.   

BASSUS. XV.  
WHen David's life, Da- vids life by Saul was often sought, And worlds of woes, worlds of woes did compass him about, On dire revenge he never had a thought, But in his griefs, ij. ij. his griefs, Hope still did help, help him out. On dire, etc.   

TENOR. XV.  
WHen David's life by Saul, David's life by Saul was often sought, was often sought, David's life by Saul was often sought, often sought, And worlds of woes, of woes, did compass him about, did compass him about, On dire revenge, ij. he never had a thought, had a thought, he never had a thought, But in his griefs, in his griefs, but in his griefs, his griefs, but in his griefs, Hope still did help him out, Hope still did help, did help, help him out. On dire, etc.    


CANTUS. The third Part. XVI.  
WHen the poor Cripple by the Pool did lie, Full many, many years in mi- se- ry and pain, No sooner he on Christ had set his eye, But he was well, he was well, was well and comfort, comfort came a- gain, a- gain. No David, job, nor Cripple in more grief, in more grief, Christ give me patience, patience, and my Hope's relief.   

ALTUS. XVI.  
WHen the poor, poor Cripple by the Pool did lie, Full many years, many, many years in misery and pain, No sooner he on Christ, on Christ had set his eye, But he was well, he was well, but he was well and comfort came again, he was well, and comfort came again. No David, David, job, nor Cripple, ij. in more grief, in more grief, Christ give me patience, patience, and my hopes relief, my hopes re- lief.   

BASSUS. XVI.  
WHen the poor Cripple by the Fool did lie, full many years in misery and pain, and pain, No sooner he on Christ, on Christ had set his eye, But he was well, he was well, and comfort came again, and comfort came again. No Da- vid, job nor Cripple in more grief, Christ give me, give me pa-tience, Christ give me patience, and my hopes relief,   

TENOR. XVI.  
WHen the poor, poor Cripple by the Pool did lie, full many, many years, ij. in mice- ry and pain, ij. No sooner he on Christ had set his eye, ij. had set his eye, his eye, but he was well, he was well, and comfort, comfort came a- gain, comfort came a- gain. No Da- vid, no job, nor Cripple, nor Cripple, Cripple in more grief, in more grief, Christ give me patience, give me patience, pa- tience, and my hopes re- lief.    


CANTUS. XVII.  
WHere Sin sore woun- ding, daily doth oppress me, There Grace a- bounding, Grace a- bounding freely, freely doth re- dress me: So that resounding still I shall confess thee, Father, Fa- there of mercy, Father of mercy, mercy Father of mer- cy.   


Though Sin offending daily doth torment me,  
Yet Grace amending, since I do repent me,  
At my lives ending will I hope present me clear to thy mercy.   

The wound Sin gave me was of Death assured,  
Did not Grace save me, whereby it is cured:  
So thou wilt have me to thy love enured, free without merit.   

sins stripe is healed, and his sting abated,  
Death's mouth is sealed, and the Grave amated,  
Thy Love revealed, and thy Grace related gives me this spirit.    

ALTUS. XVII.  
WHere sin sore woun- ding, sore wounding, sin sore woun-ding daily doth oppress me, There Grace abounding, abounding, Grace aboun-ding, Grace abounding, abounding, freely, freely doth re- dress, redress me: So that resounding still I shall confess thee, Father of mercy, mercy, Father of mer- cy, Father of mercy, of mercy, mere- cy: So that, etc.   

BASSUS. XVII.  
WHere Sin sore wounding, wounding, There Grace abounding, abounding, free-ly, freely doth redress me, freely, free- lie doth redress me: Still I shall confess thee, Father of mercy, mercy, Father of mercy, mere- cy. Still I, etc.   

TENOR. XVII.  
WHere Sin, where Sin sore woun- ding, sore woun-ding daily doth oppress me, there Grace abounding, Grace a- bounding, freely, freely doth re- dress me, freely, freely doth redress, doth re- dress me: So that resounding still I shall confess thee, Fa- there of mercy, mere- cy, Father of mer- cy, Father of mercy, mercy. So that, etc.    


CANTUS. XVIII.  
MY heart and tongue were twins, at once con- ceived, Th'eldest was my heart, borne dumb by desti- nigh, The last my tongue, of all sweet thoughts be- bereaved: Yet Conclusion. strung and tuned to play hearts har- more- nigh. Then this be sure, Conclusion. since it is true per- fection, That neigh- there men nor Gods, nor Gods can force of- fection.   


Both knit in one, and yet a sunder placed: what heart would speak the tongue doth still discover.  
What tongue doth speak is of the heart embraced, and both are one to make a new found Lover.  
New found, and only found in Gods and Kings, whose words are deeds, but words, nor deeds regarded.  
Chaste thoughts do mount and fly with swiftest wings, my love with pain, my pain with loss rewarded.    

ALTUS. XVIII.  
MY heart and tongue were twins, at once conceived, Th'eldest was my heart, borne dumb by desti- nigh, The last my tongue, of all sweet thoughts bereaude: Yet strung, strung and tuned to play, strung and tuned Conclusion. to play hearts harmony. Then this be sure, be sure, since it is true perfection, That neither men nor Gods, men nor Gods, that neither men nor Gods, nor Gods can force affection.   

BASSUS. XVIII.  
MY heart and tongue were twins at once conceived, Th'eldest was my heart, borne dumb by de- stinie, The last my tongue of all sweet, sweet joys bereaude, Yet strung and tuned, and tuned to play, to play heart's Conclusion. har-monie. Then this be sure since it is, it is true perfection, that neigh- there men, neither men nor Gods, nor men nor Gods, can force, can force affection.   

TENOR. XVIII.  
My heart and tongue were twins at once con- ceiued, Th'eldest was my heart, my heart borne dumb by destiny, The last my tongue, of all sweet thoughts, sweet thoughts be-rea- ve, Yet strung and tuned to play, Conclusion. to play hearts harmony. Then this be sure, this be sure, since it is true, it is true perfection, That neither men, ij. neither men nor Gods, nor Gods can force affection.    


TENOR. XIX.  
UP merry mates, to Neptune's praise, Your voices high advance: The watery Nymphs shall dance, and E- olus shall whistle to your lays. Stereman, how stands the wind? What course? no worse, and blow so fair, Then sink, sink, sink, sink despair, Come solace to the mind, ere night we shall, we shall the ha'- ven find. O happy, hap- pie days, who may con- ta'en, but swell with proud does- deign, when seas are smooth, sails, sails full, and all things, all things please? Conclusion. The golden mean that con- stant spi- rit bears, in such extremes that nor pre- sums not fears. Conclusion.   

ALTUS. Dialogue. XIX.  
O Happy, happy days, who can, who can contain, but swell with proud disdain, when seas, when seas are smooth, sails full, and all things please? Conclusion. The golden mean that con- stant spi- rit bears, In such extremes, that not presumes nor fears.   

BASSUS. Dialogue. XIX.  
Full North, north-east, Full South south-west. O happy days, happy days, who can contain, but swell with proud disdain, when seas are smooth, seas are smooth, sails full, and all things please? Conclusion. The golden mean that constant spirit bears, In such extremes that nor presumes, nor fears.   

CANTUS. XIX.  
O Happy days, who may, who may contain, but swell with proud disdain, when seas are Conclusion. smooth, sails full, and all things please? The golden mean that constant spirit bears, In such extremes, that nor presumes nor fears.   


Stay merry mates, proud Neptune lowers,  
Your voices all deplore you,  
The Nymphs stand weeping o'er you:  
And Aeolus and Iris bandy showers.  
Mr. Boats man hale in the Boate.  
S. Hark, hark the ratlings,  
M. 'tis hail.  
S. Make fast the tackle.  
M. Strike sail.  
Make quick dispatches,  
Shut close the hatches.  
Hold stern, cast Ancour out,  
This night we shall at random float.  
O dismal hours,  
Who can forbear,  
But sink with sad despair.  
When seas are rough, sails rend, and each thing lowers.     


CANTUS primus. XX.  
Chorus. HYmen, O Hymen, mine of treasures more di- vine, what deity is like to thee, that freest from mortality.   

CANTUS secundus. XX.  
Well- come, well- come black night Hymen's fair day, help, help, help Hymen loves due debt to pay, loves due debt is chaste de- light. which if the turtles, the turtles, the Turtles want to night, Hy-men forfeits his Devil- e- tie, and night in love, in love her dignity, Help, help black night Hymen's fair day, Help Hymen, ij. loves due debt to pay Chorus. Hymen, O Hymen mine of treasures more divine, what deity is like to thee that freest from mor- ta- li- tie. Chorus.   

QVINTUS. XX.  
Chorus. HYmen, O Hymen, mine of trea- sores more divine, what deity is like to thee, to thee, that freest from mor- ta-li- tie?   

BASSUS. XX.  
Chorus. HYmen, O Hymen, mine of treasures more di- vine, what di- e- tie is like, is like to thee, that freest from mortali- tie?  

Stay (happy pair) stay but a while,  
Hymen comes not, love to beguile,  
These sports are alluring baits,  
And sauce are to loves sweetest Cates:  
Longing hope doth no hurt but this,  
It heightens Loves attained bliss.  
Then stay (most happy) stay a while,  
Hymen comes not, Love to beguile.    

TENOR. XX.  
Chorus. HYmen, O Hymen, mine of treasures more de- vine, what deity, what deity is like to thee, that free- est from mor- ta-li- tie?    


CNTUS primus. XXI.  
Chorus. CEase, etc. Hymen O Hymen, bless this night, that loves dark work, loves dark work may come to light   

CANTUS secundus. XXI.  
CEase, cease, cease these false sports, Hast, hast, hast away, love's made a truant by your stay, Good, night, good night yet virgin, virgin Bride; but look ere day, ij. ere day be spied, You change that fruitless name, least you your sex defame, Fear not Hymen's peaceful war, you'll conquer, ij. ij. though you subdued are, good night, And ere the day be old, rise to the sun, ij. ij. to the Sun, ij. a Marigold. Chorus. Hymen, O Hymen, bless this night, this night, bless this sight, that loves dark works may come, may come to light. Chorus.   

QVINTUS. XXI.  
Chorus. CEase these false. Hymen, O Hymen, bless this night, that loves dark works, ij. dark works, that loves dark works may come to light.   

BASSUS. XXI.  
CEase these false sports Chorus. Hymen, O Hymen, bless this night, that loves dark works, ij. loves dark, works dark works may come to light.   

TENOR. XXI.  
Chorus. CEase these false sports. Hymen, O Hymen, bless this night, this night, that loves dark works, loves dark works, that loves dark works may come to light.    

XXII.  
Galliard to Lachrima.   
FINIS.