TO THE RIGHT WORSHIPFUL, AND MY MUCH respected good friend, Sir WILLIAM OWEN, Knight, etc. SIR: ALL the Arts and Sciences which we know, and use at this day, are come to the ripeness and flourishing in which they are, by the encouragement that Noble Spirits have from time to time afforded unto such, as have by nature or education been inclined to the special study and profession of them; It cannot be denied, but there be too few (of rank and quality) which are pleased to cast a loving, and a gracious eye upon Arts, and Artists, and love Arts for the Arts themselves; yet the world, neither in this Kingdom, nor abroad, is as yet so far degenerated, but it daily yields some supply of such worthy persons as are delighted in some liberal Science, or other; And whilst they please themselves, grace, and confirm the good endeavours of others. In which number yourself (especially of your place and quality) are one of the chief, that ever I knew, both for skill, and love of this poor, though divine Science, whereof I am a Professor. Indeed this, and all other Arts have no enemies, but such as know them not; such as know them, can no more choose but love them, than their own eyes, or the light. But for yourself, it is hard for me to say, whether your skill in this Art, among many other, hath made you love it so much, or your love of it made you so skilful in it: Only this I am sure of, that when I began to bethink with myself to whom to Dedicated these Songs, I could find none, to whom they might come more welcome than yourself; none who was like to entertain them more willingly, could understand them better, or make more true use of them. Yours therefore they shall be hereafter, they shall call you Patron, and under your protection come abroad, if you will be pleased (whereof I assure myself) to do him so much honour to accept of them, which so much honours you, and will always rest at your command Your devoted poor friend, MICHAEL EAST. CANTUS. THE FIFT SET OF BOOKS, WHEREIN ARE Songs full of Spirit and delight, So Composed in 3. Parts, that they are as apt for Viols as Voices. NEWLY PUBLISHED by Michael East, Bachelor of MUSIC, and Master of the Choristers in the Cathedral Church of LITCHFIELD. LONDON: Printed by Thomas Snodham, for Matthew Lownes and john Browne, 1618. Cum Privilegio. THE TABLE. TRip it lightly. I Turn round about. TWO Fly not away. III Softly for falling. FOUR My lovely Phillis. FIVE And I as well as thou. VI Love is a toy. VII Sweet Lady stay. VIII What art thou? IX Not hast but good. X White as lilies. XI do what you can. XII Mourning I die. XIII Stay yet a while. XIIII Come, let's be go. XV I cannot stay XVI Fear not the end. XVII Lively my hearts. XVIII My time is spent. XIX Smooth and soft. XX FINIS. Of 3. Voc. CANTUS. I TRip it lightly. II Turn round about. III Fly not aawy. FOUR SOftly for falling. V MY lovely Phillis. VI ANd I as well as theu. VII. Love is a toy. VIII. SWeet Lady stay. IX. WHát art thou? X. NO haste but good. XI. WHite as lilies. XII. Do what you can. XIII. MOurning I die. XIIII. STay yet a while. XU. COme, let's be go. XVI. I Cannot stay. XVII. Fear not the end. XVIII. lively my hearts. XIX. MY time is spent. XX. SMooth and soft. FINIS. BASSUS. THE FIFT SET OF BOOKS, WHEREIN ARE Songs full of Spirit and delight, So Composed in 3 Parts, that they are as apt for Viols as Voices. NEWLY COMPOSED by Michael East, Bachelor of MUSIC, and Master of the Choristers in the Cathedral Church of LITCHFIELD. LONDON: Printed by Thomas Snodham, for Matthew Lownes and john Browne. 1618. Cum Privilegio. TO THE RIGHT WORSHIPFUL, AND MY MUCH respected good friend, Sir WILLIAM OWEN, Knight, etc. SIR: ALL the Arts and Sciences which we know, and use at this day, are come to the ripeness and flourishing in which they are, by the encouragement that Noble Spirits have from time to time afforded unto such, as have by nature or education been inclined to the special study and profession of them; It cannot be denied, but there be too few (of rank and quality) which are pleased to cast a loving, and a gracious eye upon Arts, and Artists, and love Arts for the Arts themselves; yet the world, neither in this Kingdom, nor abroad, is as yet so far degenerated, but it daily yields some supply of such worthy persons as are delighted in some liberal Science, or other; And whilst they please themselves, grace, and confirm the good endeavours of others. In which number yourself (especially of your place and quality) are one of the chief, that ever I knew, both for skill, and love of this poor, though divine Science, whereof I am a Professor. Indeed this, and all other Arts have no enemies, but such as know them not; such as know them, can no more choose but love them, than their own eyes, or the light. But for yourself, it is hard for me to say, whether your skill in this Art, among many other, hath made you love it so much, or your love of it made you so skilful in it: Only this I am sure of, that when I began to bethink with myself to whom to Dedicated these Songs, I could find none, to whom they might come more welcome than yourself; none who was like to entertain them more willingly, could understand them better, or make more true use of them. Yours therefore they shall be hereafter, they shall call you Patron, and under your protection come abroad, if you will be pleased (whereof I assure myself) to do him so much honour to accept of them, which so much honours you, and will always rest at your command Your devoted poor friend, 〈◊〉 E●●T THE TABLE. TRip it lightly. I Turn round about. TWO Fly not away. III Softly for falling. FOUR My lovely Phillis. FIVE And I as well as thou. VI Love is a toy. VII Sweet Lady stay. VIII What art thou? IX Not hast but good. X White as lilies. XI do what you can. XII Mourning I die. XIII Stay yet a while. XIIII Come, let's be go, XV I cannot stay XVI Fear not the end. XVII Lively my hearts. XVIII My time is spent. XIX Smooth and soft. XX FINIS. Of 3. Voc. BASSUS. I TRip it lightly. II MVrne round about. III Fly not away. FOUR SOftly for falling. V MY lovely Phillis. VI ANd I as well as thou. VII. Love is a toy. VIII. SWeet Lady stay. IX. WHat art thou? X. NO haste but good. XI. WHite as lilies. XII. Do what you can. XIII. MOurning I die. XIIII. STay yet a while. XU. COme, let's be go. XVI. I Cannot stay. XVII. Fear not the end. XVIII. lively my hearts. XIX. MY time is spent. XX. SMooth and soft. FINIS. QVINTUS. THE FIFT SET OF BOOKS, WHEREIN ARE Songs full of Spirit and delight, So Composed in 3. Parts, that they are as apt for Viols as Voices. NEWLY PUBLISHED by Michael East, Bachelor of MUSIC, and Master of the Choristers in the Cathedral Church of LITCHFIELD. LONDON: Printed by Thomas Snodham, for Matthew Lownes and john Browne, 1618. Cum Privilegio. TO THE RIGHT WORSHIPFUL, AND MY MUCH respected good friend, Sir WILLIAM OWEN, Knight, etc. SIR: ALL the Arts and Sciences which we know, and use at this day, are come to the ripeness and flourishing in which they are, by the encouragement that Noble Spirits have from time to time afforded unto such, as have by nature or education been inclined to the special study and profession of them; It cannot be denied, but there be too few (of rank and quality) which are pleased to cast a loving, and a gracious eye upon Arts, and Artists, and love Arts for the Arts themselves; yet the world, neither in this Kingdom, nor abroad, is as yet so far degenerated, but it daily yields some supply of such worthy persons as are delighted in some liberal Science, or other; And whilst they please themselves, grace, and confirm the good endeavours of others. In which number yourself (especially of your place and quality) are one of the thief, that ever I knew, both for skill, and love of this poor, though divine Science, whereof I am a Professor. Indeed this, and all other Arts have no enemies, but such as know them not; such as know them, can no more choose but love them, than their own eyes, or the light. But for yourself, it is hard for me to say, whether your skill in this Art, among many other, hath made you love it so much, or your love of it made you so skilful in it: Only this I am sure of, that when I began to bethink with myself to whom to Dedicated these Songs, I could find none, to whom they might come more welcome than yourself; none who was like to entertain them more willingly, could understand them better, or make more true use of them. Yours therefore they shall be hereafter, they shall call you Patron, and under your protection come abroad, if you will be pleased (whereof I assure myself) to do him so much honour to accept of them, which so much honours you, and will always rest at your command Your devoted poor friend, MICHAEL EAST. THE TABLE. TRip it lightly. I Turn round about. TWO Fly not away. III Softly for falling. FOUR My lovely Phillis. FIVE And I as well as thou. VI Love is a toy. VII Sweet Lady stay. VIII What art thou? IX Not hast but good. X White as lilies. XI do what you can. XII Mourning I die. XIII Stay yet a while. XIIII Come, let's be go. XV I cannot stay XVI Fear not the end. XVII Lively my hearts. XVIII My time is spent. XIX Smooth and soft. XX FINIS. Of 3. Voc. QVINTUS. I TRip it lightly. II Turn round about. III Fly not away. FOUR SOftly for falling. V MY lovely Phillis. VI ANd I as well as thou. VII. Love is a toy. VIII. SWeet Lady stay. IX. WHat art thou? X. NO haste but good. XI. WHite as lilies. XII. Do what you can. XIII. MOurning I die. XIIII. STay yet a while. XU. COme, let's be go. XVI. I Cannot stay. XVII. Fear not the end. XVIII. lively my hearts. XIX. MY time is spent. XX. SMooth and soft. FINIS.