A musicall dreame. Or The fourth booke of ayres the first part is for the lute, two voyces, and the viole de gambo; the second part is for the lute, the viole and foure voices to sing: the third part is for one voyce alone, or to the lute, the basse viole, or to both if you please, vvhereof, two are Italian ayres. Composed by Robert Iones.

A MVSICALL DREAME .

OR THE FOVRTH BOOKE OF AYRES .

The First part is for the Lute , two Voyces , and the Viole de Gambo ; The Second part is for the Lute , the Uiole and foure Uoices to Sing : The Third part is for one Voyce alone , or to the Lute , the Basse Viole , or to both if you please , Whereof , two are Italian Ayres .

Composed by ROBERT IONES .

Que prosunt singula , multa iuuant .

THOV SHALT LABOR FOR PEACE PLENTIE

LONDON Imprinted by IOHN WINDET , and are to be solde by SIMON WATERSON , in Powles Church-yeard , at the Signe of : he Crowne . 1609.

TO THE RIGHT WORSHIPFVLL AND WORthy Gentleman , Sir IOHN LEVINTHORPE Knight perpetuall Happinesse and Content .

IT is not vnknowne vnto your wel deseruing selfe , Right Worshipfull , that not long since I tooke my Ultimum vale , with a resoluing in my selfe , neuer to publish any workes of the same Nature and Fashion , whereupon I betooke me to the ease of my Pillow , where Somnus hauing taken possession of my eyes , and Morpheus the charge of my senses ; it happened mee to fall into a Musical dreame , wherein I chanced to haue many opinions and extrauagant humors of diuers Natures and Conditions , some of modest mirth , some of amorcus Loue , and some of most diuine contemplation ; all these I hope , shall not giue any distaste to the eares , or dislike to the mind , eyther in their words , or in their seuer all sounds , although it is not necessarie to relate or diuulge all Dreames or Phantasies that Opinion begets in sleepe , or happeneth to the mindes appar●tion . And continuing long in this my dreaming slumber , I began to awake , and vpon my eyes vnclosing , I bethought my selfe , being full awaked , aduising in my mind , whome to elect and chuse as a Patrone for the same , I was easily inuited to make choice of your Worship , as one to whome I necessarily ought both loue and duety , And howsoeuer I might feare that you wil not acknowledge it , yet in that Nature hath inriched you with more then ordinarie knowledge in this Art , beeing a witnes of that Loue which you haue alwayes afforded to Musicke , I emboldened my selfe the rather to present it vnto you . Accept it then ( good Sir ) as a Token of vnfained Loue , and a debt worthily due vnto you for your many fauours done to him that is

At your Worships commaund . ROBERT IONES .

To all Musicall Murmurers , This Greeting .

THou , whose eare itches with the varietie of opinion , hearing thine owne sound , as the Ecchoe reuerberating others substance , and vnprofitable in it selfe , shewes to the World comfortable noyse , though to thy owne vse little pleasure , by reason of vncharitable censure . I speake to thee musicall Momus , thou from whose nicetie , numbers as easily passe , as drops fall in the showre , but with lesse profite . I compare thee to the hie way dust that flies into mens eyes , and will not thence without much trouble , for thou in thy dispersed iudgement , not onely art offensiue to seeing knowledge , but most faulty false to deseruing industry , picking moates out of the most pure Bisse , and smoothing the plainest veluet , when onely thine owne opinion is more wrinckled and more vitious in it selfe , then grosser soyle , so that as a brush infected with filth , thou rather soylest then makest perfect any way . I haue stood at thine elbow , and heard thee prophane euen Musickes best Note , and with thy vntunde rellish Sol Fade most ignobly . I am assured , and I care not greatly , that thou wilt lay to my charge , my whilome vow , Neuer againe , because I promised as much : but vnderstand me thou vnskilfull descanter , deriue from that Note of Plaine Song charitable numbers , and thou shalt find harsh voices are often a Note aboue Ela reduced by truer iudgement , which I bereaue thee of , knowing thy Rules , are as our new come Lutes , being of many stringes , not easily vsed , vnlesse in aduenture , till practise put forward into deseruing Diuision . This my aduenture is no deed but a dreame , and what are dreames , but airie possessions , and seuerall ayres , breathing harmonious whisperings , though to thee discord , yet to others indifferent , I will not say excellent , because it is an others office not mine , but let them be as they are , others profites and my paines , set forth for pleasure , not for purposed poyson to infect imagination , no , but as a showre falling in a needfull season , so I flatter my selfe at least , and will say so euer by any other , whose labour shall vplift Musicall meditation , the onely wing of true courage , being the most pleasing voice of man , whose sweetenes reacheth vnto heauen it selfe . It is hard if al this paines reape not good commendations , and it is water wrung out of a Flint in thee , sith thou neuer thinkst well of any , and wert in thy selfe so vnskilfull euer , as thy Tutor from the first howre could neuer make thee sing in Tune ; be as thou art a lumpe of deformity without fashion , bredde in the bowels of disdaine , and brought forth by bewitcht Megaera , the fatall Widwife to all true merite .

Giue me leaue to depart , or if not , without it I am gone , carelesse of thy censuring , and fully perswaded thou canst not thinke well , and therefore art curst in thy Cradle , neuer to be but cruell , and being borne with teeth in thy head , bitst euery one harmeles in this or what else honest industry , makes thy earegossip too .

Farewell if thou wilt in kindnesse , or hold thy selfe from further carping .

A TABLE CONtaining all the Songes in this Booke . THough your strangenes frets my heart , 1 Sweet Kate of lateranne away , 2 Once did I serue a cruell heart 3 Will said to his Mammy , that he would goe woe 4 Harke , harke , wot you what 5 My complayning is but faining 6 On a time in summers season , 7 Farewel fond youth , if thou hadst not beene blind 8 How should I shew my loue vnto my loue 9 O he is gone and I am here 10 And is it night , are they thine eyes that shine 11 She hath an eye , aye me , 12 I know not what , yet that I feele is much , 13 Griefe of my best loues absenting 14 If in this flesh where thou indrencht dost lie , 15 O thred of life when thou art spent 16 When I sit reading all alone . 17 Faine would I speake , but feare to giue offence 18 In Sherwood liude stout Robin Hood , 19 Ite Caldi sospiri , 20 Samor non è che dunque . 21

I. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

THough your strangenes frets my heart , yet must I not com plaine , You perswade me t is but Art which secret loue must faine , If another you af fect , t is but a toy to a uoide suspect , Is this faire excusing , O no O no .ii. .ii. O no no no no no all is abusing .

2 When your wisht sight I desire , Suspition you pretend , Causlesse you your selfe retire , Whilst I in vaine attend , Thus a louer as you say , Still made more eager by delay , Is this faire excusing . O no , all is abusing . 3 When another holds your hand , You le sweare I hold your heart , Whilst my riuall close doth stand , And I sit farre apart , I am neerer yet then they , Hid in your bosome as you say , Is this faire excusing , O no all is abusing . 4 Would a riuall then I were , Some else your secret friend , So much lesser should I feare , And not so much attend , They enioy you euery one , Yet must I seeme your friend alone , Is this faire excusing , O no all is abusing ,

BASSVS .

THough yout strangenesse

ALTVS .

THough your strangenesse frets my heart , yet must I not complaine . You perswade mee t is but art , which secret loue must faine . If an other you affect , t is but a toy to auoide suspect , Is this faire excusing O no O no , .ii. .ii. .ii. no , no no no no all is a busing , O no O no .ii. .ii. no no no no no all is a busing .

II. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

SSweete Kate of late ran away and left me playning . A bide I cride or I die with thy dis dayning . Te hee hee quoth shee gladly would I see any man to die with louing Neuer any yet died of such a fitte : Neither haue I feare of prouing .

2 Vnkind , I find , Thy delight is in tormenting , Abide , I cride , Or I die with thy consenting . Te hee hee quoth she , Make no foole of me , Men I know haue oathes at pleasure , But their hopes attaind , They bewray they faind , And their oathes are kept at leasure . 3 Her words Like swords , Cut my sorry heart in sunder , Her floutes , With doubts , Kept my heart affections vnder . Te hee hee quoth shee , What a foole is he , Stands in awe of once denying , Cause I had inough , To become more rough , So I did , O happy trying .

BSASVS .

SWeet Kate.

ALTVS .

SWeete Kate of late , ranne away and left me playning , A bide I cride , or I die with thy disdayning , He hee hee quoth shee gladly would I see , any man to die with louing : Neuer any yet , died of such a fitte , Neuer haue I feare of prouing .

III. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

ONce did I serue a cruell hart with faith vn fainde I still importune her piersing lookes that wrought my smart , she laughes .ii , .ii. and smiles at my misfortune and sayes perhaps .ii. you may at last by true desart , ii . loues fauour taste .

BASSVS .

ONnce Did Iserue a cruell heart .

ALTVS .

ONce did I serue a cruell heart , once .ii. with saith vnfainde , I still importune her smiling lookes that wrought my smart , my smart , Shee laughes .ii. .ii. smiles at my misfortune , and sayes perhaps .ii. you may at last , at last by true desert loue fa-uour taste and saies , perhaps .ii. you may at last at last by true desert loues fa-uour taste .

IIII. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

WIll saide to his manmmy that hee woulde goe woo , faine would he Soft a while my lammy stay , and yet a - bide , hee like a wed but he wot not who In faith I hil haue a wife .ii.. ti . O what a foole as he was replide , life do I lead for a wife in my bed I may not tell you , O there to haue a wife .ii. .ii. O t is a smart to my hart , t is a racke to my backe and to my belly .

2 Scarcely was hee wedded , Full a fortnights space , But that he was in a heauie case , Largely was he headded , And his cheekes lookt thinne : And to repent he did thus beginne ; A figge for such a wife , a wife , a wife , O what a life doe I lead , With a wife in my bedde , I may not tell you ? There to haue a wife , a wife , a wife , O t is a smart to my heart , T is a racke to my backe , And to my belly . 3 All you that are Batchelers , Be learnd by crying will , When you are well to remaine so still , Better for to tarry , And alone to lie , Then like a foole with a foole to crie . A figge for such a wife , a wife , a wife , O what a life doe I leade , With a wife in my bed , I may not tell you , There to haue a wife , a wife , a wife , O t is a smart to my heart , T is a racke to my backe , And to my belly .

BASSVS .

WIll said to his Mammy .

ALTVS .

WIll saide to his mammy that hee woulde goe woo , faine would he wed but he wot not who Soft a while my lammy stay , and yet a - bide , hee like a foole as he was replide , In faith I hil haue a wife .ii. .ii. O what a life doe I lead for a wife in my bed , I may not tell you , O there to haue a wife a wife , .ii. .ii. O t is a smart to my heart , t is a racke to my backe and to my belly .

V. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS

HArke harke wotyee what .ii. nay faith and shall I tell I am afraide .ii. to die to die to die a maid and then lead Apes in hell O it makes me sigh sigh .ii. ii . & sob with inward griefe , but if I can but get a man a man he le yeeld me some reliefe .ii. some reliefe .

2 O it is strange how nature works with me , My body is spent and I lament mine owne great folly , O it makes me sigh and powre forth flouds of teares , Alas poore elfe none but thy selfe would liue , hauing such cares 3 O now I see that fortune frownes on me By this good light I haue beene ripe , O it makes me sigh and sure it will me kill , When I should sleepe I lie and weepe , feeding on sorrowes still . 4 I must confesse as maides haue vertue store , Liue honest still against our wils , more fooles we are therefore : O it makes me sigh , yet hope doth still me good , For if I can but get a man , with him i le spend my blood .

BASSVS .

HArke wot you what .

ALTVS .

HArke , hatke wot you what .ii. nay faith and shall I tell I am afraide afraide , I .ii. .ii. to die to dle , I am afraide to die a maid , and so leade Apes in hell , Oh it makes me sigh , sigh , .ii. .ii. and sob with inward griefe , but if I can but get a man , hee le yeelde me some reliefe , .ii. hee le yeeld me some reliefe ,

VI. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS

MY complayning is but faining , all my loue is but in iest , fa , la , la , fa , la , la. fa , la , la , fa , la , la , la , la , fa , la la la la la fa la , la , la , And my Courting is but sporting in most shewing meaning , least fa la la .ii. .ii. .ii , fa la fa la la la fa la la la.

2 Outward sadnesse inward gladnesse , Representeth in my mind , fa la la , In most faining most obtaining , Such good faith in loue I find . fa la la. 3 Toward , Ladies this my trade is , Two minds in one breast I were , fa la la , And my measure at my pleasure , Ice and flame my face doth beare . Fa la la.

BASSVS .

MY complayning .

ALTVS .

MY complaining is but faining , all my loue is but in iest , fa la fa la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la fa la fa la la la la la. And my courting is but sporting in most shewing meaning , least fa la la .ii. .ii. .ii. fa la la la la la fa la la.

VII . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

ON a time in summer season , Iocky late with Ienny walking like a lout made loue with talking , when he should be doing , Reason still he cries , when he should dally , dally dally , dally .ii. when he should dally , Ienny sweet Ienny sweet shal I .ii. sweet Ienny sweet shall I shall I , shall I.

2 Ienny as most women vse it , Who say nay when they would haue it , With a bolde face seemed to craue it , With a faint looke did refuse it , Iocky lost his time to dally , Still he cries , sweete shall I , shall I. 3 She who knew that backward dealing , was a foe to forward longing , To auoide her owne hearts wronging , with a sigh loues sute reuealing . Said locky sweet when you would dally , Doe you cry sweet , shall I shal I. 4 Iocky knew by her replying , That a no is I in wooing , That an asking without doing , Is the way to loues denying . Now he knowes when he would dally How to spare sweet shall I shall I.

BASSVS .

ON a time in summers seafon .

ALTVS .

ON a time in summers season , Iocky late with Ienny walking , like a lout made loue with talking , when he should be doing , Reason still he cries , when he should dally , dally .ii. .ii. when he should dally , .ii. .ii. when he should dally , Ienny sweet .ii. sweet sweet sweet Ienny , sweet shall I , shall I Ienny .ii. shall I.

VIII . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

FArewell fond youth , if thou hadst not bin blind out of my eye thou mightst haue read my minde , but now I plainely see how thou wouldst faine leaue me ; sure I was a curst , not to goe at first sure I was acurst O fie fie no , sweete stay & I will tell thee why no , sure I was accurst not to goe at first , sure I was ac curst O fie fie no , sweet stay and I will tell thee why no.

2 Once more farewell , since first I heard thee speake , And had but sung farewell , my heart would breake , But now since I doe find thy loue is like the wind , What a foole was I To be like to die . What a foole was I , I was not , Yet say I was a foole I passe not . 3 Woes me alasse , why did I let him goe , These be the fruites of idle saying no , Now that he can disproue me , how shall he euer loue me , Nay but is he gone , Then I am vndone , Nay but is he gone , O hold him , Fie , forty things are yet vnt old him

BASSVS .

FArewell fond youth .

ALTVS .

FArewell fond youth if theu hadst not beene blind , out of mine eyes thou mightst haue read my mind , but now I plainely see how thou wouldst faine leaue me , sure I was accurst not to goe at first , sure I was accurst , O fie fie , fie , no sweet stay and I will tell thee , why no , sure I was accurst not to goe at first , sure I was accurst , O sie no , sweet stay and I will tell thee why no.

IX . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS

HOw should I shew my loue vnto my loue but The way by pen or tong I dare not proue their hide but hide it from all eyes saue my loues eyes : Lookes are more safe , yet ouer them are drifts their drifts are oft discouered by the wisee , spies , Then what s the way to cosen iealousie which martyrs loue , .ii. .ii. by marking narrowly .

2 By all these wayes may thy affections walke , Without suspition of the iealous guarde : Thy whispering tong to her closde care shall talke , And be importunate till it be harde , Papers shall passe lookes shall not be debarde , To looke for loues young infants in her eyes , Be franke and bold as she is kind and wise . 3 O who can be so francke as she is kind , Whose kindnesse merites more then Monarchies , Boldnesse with her milde grace , grace cannot find , Onely her wit ouer that doth tyrannize , Then let her worth and thy loue simpathize , Sith her worth to thy loue cannot be knowne , Nor thy loue to her worthinesse be showne .

TENOR .

HOw should I shew my loue vnto my loue .ii. but hide , but hide it from all eyes saue my loues eies . The way by pen or tongbe I dare not proue , .ii. their drifts , their drifts are oft discouered by the wise Lookes are more safe , yet ouer them are spies , yet .ii. then what s the way to cosen iealousie to .ii. .ii. iealousie which Martyrs loue .ii. by marking narrowly .

BASSVS .

HOw should I shew .ii. my loue vnto my The way by pen .ii. or tong I daren loue vnto my loue but hide but hide it from all eyes saue proue .ii. their drifts their .ii. are oft discouered my loues eyes Lookes are more safe , yet ouer them are by the wise , spies , are spies , then what s the way to cosen iealousie , to .ii. which martyrs loue .ii. .ii. .ii. by marking narrowly .

ALTVS .

HOw should I shew my loue vnto my loue vn●● .ii. but hide it from all eyes saue my loues eyes , The way by pen or tongue I dare not proue .ii. their drifts are oft discouered by the wise , Lookes are more safe , yet ouer them are spies , then what s the way , .ii , what 's the way , then what 's .ii. .ii. to cosen iealousie , which martyrs loue .ii. .ii. by marking narrowly .

X. ROBERT IONES

CANTVS

O He is gone , O he is gone O he is gone and I am here aye me aye me why are wee thus deuided , My sight in his eyes , did appeare my soule .ii. .ii. by his soules thought was guided then come againe .ii. .ii. my all my life , my being , soules , zeale , harts ioy , eares gester , eyes onely seeing .

2 Come sable care sease on my heart , Take vp the roomes that ioyes once filled , Natures sweet blisse is slaine by Art , A sence blacke frost liues spring hath killed Then come againe , my loue , my deere , my treasure , My blisse , my fate , my end , my hopes full measure .

TENOR .

O O he is gone , and I am here .ii. I am O .ii. ah me .ii. why are we thus deuided , my sight by his soules thought was guided did appeare my soule .ii. by his soules thought was guided then come againe my all my life , beeing , soule , zeale , hearts ioy , eares guest , eyes onely seeing , onely seeing .

BASSVS .

O He is gone , .ii. .ii. and I am here O .ii. is gone and I am here , aye me , aye me , why are we thus deuided , my sight in his eyes did appeare , did appeare , my soule .ii. by his soules thought was guided , then come againe , O then .ii. .ii. my al my life , my beeing , soules , zeale , harts ioy , eares guest , eyes onely seeing .

ALTVS .

O He is gone , .ii. .ii. and I am here , O .ii. he is gone , O hee .ii. ah me , ah me , why are we thus deuided , my sight in his eyes did appeare , did appeare , my soule , .ii. .ii. by his soules thought was guided , then come again , .ii. my all my life , my being , soule , zeale , harts ioy , eares guest eyes onlie seeing .

XI . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

ANd is it night , are they thine eyes that shine , are we a - lone and here and here and here alone may I come neere may I. ii . but touch , ii . but touch thy shrine is Ielousie a sleepe , and is he gone , O Gods no more , silence my lippes with thine , lippes kisses Ioyes haue blessings most diuine .

2 O come my deare our griefes are turnde to night , And night to ioyes , night blinds pale enuies eyes , Silence and sleepe prepare vs our delight , O ease we then our woes , our griefes , our cries , O vanish words , words doe but passions moue , O deerest life , ioyes sweet , O sweetest loue .

TENOR .

ANd is it night are they thy eyes that shine , are we ▪ alone , and here alone , and here alone may I come neere , may I , may I , but touch and touch .ii. .ii. thy shrine is iealousie a sleepe , and is he gone , O Gods no more , silence my lips with thine , lips , kisses , ioyes , happe , blessing most diuine .

BASSVS .

ANd is it night , are they thine eyes that shine , Are we alone and here alone , and here alone ; may I come neere may I but touch .ii. thy shrine , is iealousie a sleepe ; and is he gone : O Gods no more silence my lips with thine with thine lips , kisses , ioyes , hap , O blessing most diuine .

ALTVS .

ANd is it night , are they thy eyes that shine that shine , are wee alone .ii. and here alone .ii. may I come neare , may I but touch , but touch but touch thy shrine , Is iealousie a sleepe , and is he gone , O Gods no more silence my lips with thine lips , kisses , ioyes , happe , blessing most diuine .

XII . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

SHe hath an eye ah me , ah me shee .ii. an eye to see .ii. ah me that shee hath too which makes me sigh as louers doe , hey hoe hey hoe hey hoe .ii. .ii. ah me that an eye .ii. .ii. should make her liue and mee to die , wise mens eyes are in their mind but louers eyes are euer blind .

2 She hath a lippe , ah , ah alas , Two lippes which doe themselues surpasse , Alasse two lips for kisses , Of earthly loue the heauenly blisses , hey hoe , hey hoe Alasse , oh woe that a heauen , Should make vs ods that make all euen , Ladies kisses are a charme , That kill vs ere they doe vs harme . 3 She hath a heart ah me , ah me , A heart she hath which none can see , Ah me that I haue none , Which makes me sigh , yea sighing grone , hey hoe , hey hoe Hey hoe aye me that I part , And liue , yet leaue wich her my heart . Hartlesse men may liue by loue . This she doth know , and this I proue .

TENOR .

SHe hath an eye .ii. nye me , aye me , she hath an eye .ii. an eye to see .ii. aye me , that she hath two .ii. which makes me sigh as louers doe .ii. as louers doe , with hey hoe .ii. with hey hoe alasse , that an eye should make her liue , and me to die , should .ii. to die , for wise mens eyes are in the mind , but louers eyes are euer blind .

BASSVS .

SHe hath an eye .ii. ah me , .ii. she hath an eye , an eye to see , shee .ii. ah mee , that she hath too , which makes me sigh as louers doe , to sigh as louers doe , with hey hoe , with hey hoe hey hoe , .ii. hey ho , O that an eye should make her liue and me to die , Ladies kisses are a charme , .ii. that kill vs ere they doe vs harme .

ALTVS .

SHe hath an eye , hath an eye , ah me , ah me she .ii. to see an eye , to see ah me , that she hath too , which makes me sigh as louers doe , as .ii. .ii. hey hoe , hey hoe , hey hoe , aye me , aye me , that an eye that an eye .ii. .ii. should make her liue and me to die , .ii. Ladies kisses are a charme .ii. that kill vs ere they doe vs harme .

XIII . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS

I Know not what . ii . yet that I feele is much , it came I know not when , it was not euer yet hurtes I know not how , yet is it such as I am pleasd .ii. .ii. though it be cured neuer It is a wound .ii. that wasteth still in woe and yet I would not , that it were not so .

2 Pleasde with a thought that endeth with a sigh , Sometimes I smile when teares stand in my eyes , Yet then and there such sweet contentment lieth , Both when and where my sweet sower torment lies , O out alas , I cannot long endure it , And yet alasse I care not when I cure it . 3 But well away , me thinks I am not shee , That wonted was these fits as soule to scorne . One and the same , euen so I seeme to be , As lost I liue , yet of my selfe forlorne , What may this be that thus my mind doth moue , Alasse I feare , God shield it be not loue .

TENOR .

I Know not with .ii. .ii. .ii. yet that I feele is much , is much , it came I know not when , it was not euer , it hurts I know now how it is , it such yet is it , such as I am pleasde , .ii. .ii. though it be cured neuer .ii , it is a wound that wasteth still in woe , still in woe , and I yet I would not , I wold not that it were not so .

BASSVS .

I Know not what .ii. .ii. yet that I feele is much .ii. it came I know not when .ii. it was not euer it hurts , I know not how , yet is it such , .ii. as I am pleasde though it be cured though .ii. neuer , It is a wound .ii. that wasteth still in woe and yet I would not that it were not so .

ALTVS .

I Know not what .ii. .ii. yet that I feele is much , ii came I know not when , I know not when .ii. it came I know not when .ii. yet is it such .ii. as I am pleasd .ii. .ii. though it be cured , neuer .ii. it is a wound .ii. .ii. that wasteth still in woe , & yet I would not that it were not so .

XIIII . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS

GRiefe , griefe of my best loues absenting : Now O now wilt thou assayle mee I had rather life should fayle mee then endure thy tormenting , life our griefes and vs doe seuer once for euer absence griefe haue no relenting .

2 Well , be it foule absence spights me , So far of it cannot send her , As my heart should not attend her . O how this thoughts thought delights me Absence doe thy worst and spare not , Know I care not When thou wrongst me , my thoughts right me . 3 O but such thoughts proue illusions , Shadowes of a substance banisht , Dreames of pleasure too soone vanisht , Reasons maimde of their conclusions , Then since thoughts and all deceiue me , O life leaue me , End of life ends loues confusions .

TENOR .

GRiefe griefe , of my best loues absenting , Now O now wilt thou assayle me , I had rather life should fayle me then endure thy slow tormenting , life our griefes and vs doe seuer once for euer , Absence , griefe haue no relenting .

BASSVS .

GRiefe griefe of my best loues absenting Now O now wilt thou assayle me , I had rather life should fayle me , then endure thy slow tormenting : Life our griefes and vs doe seuer , once , for euer absence griefe haue no relenting .

ALTVS .

GRiefe , griefe of my best loues absenting , Now O now wilt thou assayle me , I had rather life should fayle , me then endure thy slow tormenting . life our griefe and vs doe seuer , doe seuer , once for euer , absence griefes haue no relenting .

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CANTVS

IF in this flesh where thou in drencht dost lie poore soule thou canst reare vp .ii. .ii. thy limed wings , carry my thoughts vp to the sacred skie .ii. and wash them in those heauenly hallowed springs , where ioy and requium & requium The holy Angels sings whilst all heauens vault .ii. with blessed Ecchoes .ii. .ii. .ii. blessed Echoes rings .

2 Awaked with this harmony diuine , O how my soule mounts vp her throned head , And giues again with natiue glory shine , Wash with repentance then thy dayes missed , Then ioyes with requium mayest thou with Angels sing , Whilest all heauens vault with blessed Ecchoes ring .

TENOR .

IF in the flesh the flesh , If in .ii. thou dost lie poore soule . thou caust reare vp thou .ii. carry my thoughts vp to the sacred skie , vp .ii. and wash them in those heauenly hallowed springs where ioy and requium .ii. the holy Angels sings , whilst all heauens vault .ii. .ii. with blessed Ecchoe .ii. .ii. ring Ecchoering .

BASSVS .

IF in this flesh .ii. where thou indrencht dost lie , poore soule thou canst reare vp thou .ii. thy limed wings , carry my thoughts vp to vp to the sacred skie , .ii. and wash them in those heauenly hallowed springs , where ioy and requium and .ii. the holy Angels sings , whilst all heauens vault .ii. with blessed Ecchoe rings .ii. rings .

ALTVS .

IF in the flesh where thou indrencht dost lie poore soule , poore soule , shou canst reare vp thy limed .ii. wings thou canst .ii. wings carry my thoughts vp to the sacred skies , vp to .ii. and wash them in those heauely hallowed springs , where ioyes & requium and requium the holy angels sing , the .ii. whilst all heauens vault .ii. .ii. with blessed Ecchoe , .ii. .ii. with blessed Ecchoes Ring .

XVI . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

OThred of life when thou art spent how are my sorrowes eased . O earth why tremblest O vaile of flesh when thou art rent how shal my soule be pleased : thou at death that did receiue both heate and breath by bargain of a second birth , that done .ii , that done again to be cold earth , Come death .ii. .ii. deere widwife to my life , see sin and vertue holde at strife , Make hast away lest thy delay .ii. bee my decay world of in anity school house of vanity minion of hell fare well .ii. .ii. farewell .

2 O coward life whose feare doth tie me in distasting sences , Infused part mount vp on hie , life gets on life offences , O flie immortall flie away , Be not immurde in finite clay , Where true loue doth with selfe loue fight , Begetting thoughts that doe affright , Courage faint heart , sound trumpet death , I le find it wind with all my breath . O case of glasse , Confusions mase , A flouring grasse , Temple of treachery , Soule yoake to misery , Store-house of hell Farewell , farewell .

TENOR .

OThred of life when thou art spent , how are my sorrowes eased : O earth why temblest thou at O vaile of flesh when thou art rent , how shall my soule be pleased : death , that did receiue both heate and breath , by bargaine of a second birth , that done that done , againe to be cold earth , Come death .ii. .ii. deare widwife to my life , see sin●e and vertue hold at strife , make hast away lest thy delay , ii . be my decay , de - cay , world of inanity , .ii. schoole-house of vanity , vanity , minion of hell farewell , minion .ii. farewell farewell .ii.

BSASVS .

OThred of life when thou art spent , how are my O vale of flesh when thou art rent , how shal my sorrowes eased , O earth why tremblest thou at death soule be pleased , that did receiue both heat & breath , by bargain of a second birth , that done .ii. again to be cold earth , come death .ii .ii. deere midwife to my life , see sinne & vertue hold at strife , Make hast away lest thy delay , ii . be my decay world of inanity , schoole-house of vanity , O minion of hell farewell , ii . minion ofhel farewell , farewell , farewell .

ALTVS .

OThred of life when thou art spent , how are my sorrowes eased , O earth why trem-blest thou at death , O vayle of flesh when thou art rent , how shall my soule be pleased : that did receiue both heate and breath , by bargaine of a second birth , that done , .ii. again .ii. come death , .ii. deere midwife to my life , see sin and vertue hold at strife , make hast away , lest thy delay .ii. be my de-cay , world of inanity , anity .ii. school-house of vanity , .ii. minion of hell farewell .ii. farewell , fare well .

XVII . ROBERT IONES

CANTVS .

WHen I sit reading all alone that secret booke where - in I sigh , I sigh I .ii. I sigh to looke how many spots there bee , I wish I could not see , I wish I could not see or from my selfe might flee .

2 Mine eyes for refuge then with zeale befixe the skies , My teares doe cloude those eyes , My sighes doe blow them drie , And yet I liue to die , My selfe I cannot flie , 3 Heauens I implore , that knowes my fault , what shall I doe , To hell I dare not goe , The world first made me rue , My selfe my griefes renew , To whome then shall I sue . 4 Alasse ; my soule doth faint to draw this doubtfull breath , Is thereno hope in death , Oyes , death ende my woes : Death me from me will lose , My selfe am all my foes .

TENOR .

WHen I sit reading all alone that secret booke wherein I sigh , I sigh to looke how many spottes there bee .ii. there be I wish I could not see .ii. or from my selfe might flee .

BSASVS .

WHen I sit reading all alone , that secret booke wherein I sigh , I sigh to looke , how many spots there be there bee , I wish I could not see .ii. .ii I wish I could not see , or from my selfe might flee .

ALTVS .

WHen I sit reading all alone . that secret booke wherein I sigh , I sigh to looke to looke , how many spots there be , I wish I could not see .ii. ii . or from my selfe might flee .

XVIII . ROBERT IONES .

CANTVS .

FAine would I speake but feare to giue offence , makes mee tetire : .ii. and in amasement stand , still breathing forth , .ii. my woes in fruitlesse silence , whilst my poore hart is slaine by her faire hands : faire hands indeed the guiders of the dart that from her eyes .ii. were leueldat my heart .

2 Those eyes two pointed Diamonds did engraue , Within my heart the true and liuely forme , Of that sweet Saint whose pitty most I craue , Whose absence makes me comfortlesse to mourne , And sighing say ( Sweet ) would she knew my loue , My plaints perhaps her mind may somewhat moue . 3 But if she knew , what if she did reiect , Yet better t were by her sweet doome to die , That she might know my deare loues true effect , Then thus to liue in vnknowne misery , Yet after death it may be she would say , His too much loue did worke his liues decay .

TENOR .

FAin would I speak but feare to giue offence offence , makes mee retire .ii. and in amazement stand , still breathing forth .ii. my woes in fruitlesse silence whilst my poore heart is slaine by her fairehand , by her faire hand Faire hands indeed the guiders of the darr , of the dart , that from her eyes , that .iii were leuelde at my heart .

BSASVS .

FAin wold I speake but feare to giue offence , makes mee retire .ii. and in amazement stand and .ii. still breathing forth my woes in fruitlesse silence , whilst my poore heart is slaine , is slaine by her faire hand , Faire hand indeed the guiders of the dart , the guider of the dart , that from her eyes were leueld at my heart .

ALTVS .

FAine would I speake , .ii. but feare to giue offence makes me retire , and in amasement stand , still breathing forth , .ii. .ii. forth , whilst my poore heart is slaine by her faire hand , by .ii. faire hands indeed the guiders of the dart that from her eyes , that .ii. .ii. were leueld at my heart .

XIX . ROBERT IONES .

CANTVS .

IN Sherwood liude stout Robin Hood an Archer great none greater , His bow & shafts were sure & good , yet Cupids were much beter Robin could shoot at many a Hart and misse , Cupid at first could hit a hart of his , hey iolly Robin hoe iolly Robin , hey iolly Robin Hood , loue finds out me aswell as thee to follow mee .ii. .ii. .ii. to follow me to the green wood .

2 A noble thiefe was Robin Hoode , Wise was he could deceiue him , Yet Marrian in his brauest mood , Could of his heart bereaue him , No greater thiefe lies hidden vnder skies . then beauty closely lodgde in womens eyes . Hey iolly Robin . 3 An Out-law was this Robin Hood , His life free and vnruly , Yet to faire Marrian bound he stood And loues debt payed her duely . Whom curbe of stricktest law could not hold in , Loue with obeyednes and a winke could winne . Hey iolly Robin . 4 Now wend we home stout Robin Hood Leaue we the woods behind vs , Loue passions must not be withstood , Loue euery where will find vs , I liude in field and towne , and so did he , I got me to the woods , loue followed me , Hey iolly Robin .

BASSVS .

IN Sherwood .

XIX . ROBERT IONES .

CANTVS .

IN Sherwood liude stout Robin Hood an Archer great none greater . His bow & shafts were sure & good , yet Cupids were much beter Robin could shoot at many a Hart and misse , Cupid at first could hit a hart of his , hey iolly Robin hoe iolly Robin , hey iolly Robin Hood , loue finds out me aswell as thee to follow mee .ii. .ii. .ii. to follow me to the green wood .

2 A noble thiefe was Robin Hoode , Wise was he could deceiue him , Yet Marrian in his brauest mood , Could of his heart bereaue him , No greater thiefe lies hidden vnder skies . then beauty closely lodgde in womens eyes . Hey iolly Robin . 3 An Out-law was this Robin Hood , His life free and vnruly , Yet to faire Marrian bound he stood And loues debt payed her duely . Whom curbe of stricktest law could not hold in , Loue with obeyednes and a winke could winne . Hey iolly Robin . 4 Now wend we home stout Robin Hood Leaue we the woods behind vs , Loue passions must not be with stood , Loue euery where will find vs , I liude in field and towne , and so did he , I got me to the woods , loue followed me , Hey iolly Robin .

BASSVS .

IN Sherwood .

XX. ROBERT IONES .

CANTVS .

ITe caldi sos piri all freddo core , Rompete il ghiaccio che pieta coontente e se preg , mortale al ci ēl s'in ten de morte .ii. O mer cè sia fine al mio do lore Morte .ii. O mercè sie fine al 〈◊〉 do lore .

BASSVS .

SA ' mor non è che dunqne .

XXI . ROBERT IONES .

CANTVS .

SAmor non è the dun que è quel ch'io sento ? Se buona , on - de è effette as - pro mortale ? Ma s eg li è a mor , per dio che cosa è quae le ? Sa ' mi a vog li a. ar de Se ri a , on de e ' fi dolce og ni tor men tk ? on de è il piau to el la men to Sa ' mal miogrado , il la men tar che va la .ii. O viua morte .ii. O diletto se ma le come puoi tanto in me s'io no'l con sento .

FINIS .

BASSVS .

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