Songs for the lute viol and voice: composed by I. Danyel, Batchelar in musicke. 1606. To Mris Anne Grene

SONGS FOR THE LVTE VIOL and Voice : Composed by I. Danyel , Batchelar in Musicke . 1606. To Mris Anne Grene.

LONDON Printed T. E. for Thomas Adams , At the signe of the white Lyon , in Paules Church-yard .

To Mrs Anne Grene the worthy Daughter to Sr William Grene of Milton Knight . THat which was onely priuately compos'd , For your delight , Faire Ornament of Worth ; Is here , come , to bee publikely disclos'd : And to an vniuersall view put forth . Which hauing beene but yours and mine before , ( Or but of few besides ) is made hereby To bee the worlds : and yours and mine no more . So that in this sort giuing it to you , I giue it from you , and therein doe wrong , To make that , which in priuate was your due : Thus to the world in common to belong . And thereby may debase the estimate , Of what perhaps did beare some price before : For oft we see how things of slender rate , Being vndiuulg'd , are choisely held in store : And rarer compositions once expos'd , Are ( as vnworthy of the world ) condemn'd : For what , but by their hauing beene disclos'd To all , hath made all misteries contemn'd . And therefore why had it not beene ynow , That Milton onely heard our melodie ? Where Baucis and Philoemon onely show , To Gods and men their hospitalitie : And thereunto a ioyfull eare afford , In mid'st of their well welcom'd company : Where wee ( as Birds doe to themselues record ) Might entertaine our priuate harmonie . But fearing least that time might haue beguild You of your owne , and me of what was mine , I did desire to haue it knowne my Child : And for his right , to others I resigne . Though I might haue beene warn'd by him , who is Both neare and deare to mee , that what we giue Vnto these times , we giue t'vnthankfulnesse , And so without vnconstant censures , liue . But yet these humours will no warning take , Wee still must blame the fortune that wee make . And yet herein wee doe aduenture now , But Ayre for Ayre , no danger can accrew , They are but our refusalls wee bestow , And wee thus cast the old t' haue roome for new : Which I must still addresse t' your learned hand , Who mee and all I am , shall still command . Iohn Danyel .

I. CANTO .

COy Daphne fled from Phoebus hot pur - suite , Carelesse of Pas - sion , sence - lesse of Remorse : Whil'st he com - plain'd his griefes , shee rested mute , He beg'd her stay , She still kept on her course , But what re-ward she had for this you see , Shee rests trans - form'd , a win-ter beaten tree . She rests transform'd , ij . Shee rests trans - form'd a winter bea-ten tree .

1. BASSO .

COy Daphne fled :

Coy Daphne fled from Phaebus hot pursuite , Carelesse of Passion , sencelesse of Remorse : Whil'st hee complain'd his griefes shee rested mute ▪ He beg'd her stay , shee still kept on her course . But what reward shee had for this you see , She rests transform'd a winter beaten tree . The Answere . Chast Daphne fled from Phaebus hot pursuit , Knowing mens passions Idle and of course : And though he plain'd t was fit shee should be mute ▪ And honour would shee should keepe on her course ▪ For which faire deede her Glory still wee see , Shee rests still Greene , and so wish I to bee .

II ▪ BASSO .

THou prety Bird :

II ▪ CANTO .

THou prety Bird how do I see , thy sil-ly state and mine a - gree , For thou a prisoner art , so is my hart , Thou sing'st to her and so doe I addresse my Musick to her eare , that 's merci - lesse . But here-in doth , here - in doth the dif - ference lie , that thou art grac'd , so am not I : Thou singing liu'st , singing , singing , singing liu'st , and I must sing-ing dye . But herein , &c.

Thou prety Bird how doe I see , Thy silly state and mine agree : For thou a prisoner art , So is my hart ▪ Thou sing'st to her and so doe I addresse , My Musicke to her eare that 's mercilesse : But heerein doth the difference lie , That thou art grac'd so am not I , Thou singing liu'st , and I must singing die .

III. BASSO .

HEe whose desires :

III. CANTO .

HE whose de - sires are still are still a - broad I see , And therefore now come back come back my hart to mee , hath neuer a - ny peace at home the while . Rest a-lone , rest a-lone it is but for su-perfluous things we toyle . Honor wealth , honor wealth with thy selfe be all with - in , For what with - out thou get'st , thou dost not glo - ry fame are no such things , But that which from I - ma - gi - nati - on win . High reaching powre that seemes to o-uer grow , doth creepe but springs on the earth , lies base and low .

He whose desires are still abroad I see , Hath neuer any peace at home the while : And therefore now come back my hart to mee , It is but for superfluous things we toile , Rest alone with thy selfe be all within , For what without thou get'st thou dost not win . Honour , wealth , glory , fame , are no such things , But that which from Imagination springs . High reaching power that seemes to ouer grow , Doth creepe but on the earth , lies base and low ▪

IIII. CANTO .

LIke as the Lute delights , delights , or else , or else dis - likes , as is his art that plaies vpon the same : So sounds my Muse , ij . it founds accordings as she strikes , On my hart strings high tun'd , high tun'd vn-to her fame . Her touch doth cause the war - ble of the sound , which heere I yeeld in lamentable wise : ij . in lamentable wise : la - men - ta - ble wise : A way-ling descant ij . on the sweet - est ground , Whose due reports , ij . giues ho - nour to her eyes , whole due re-ports , ij . giues honour to her eyes , if a - ny plea - sing , relish heere I vse , Iudge then the world her beauty the same ,

IIII. BASSO .

LIke as the Lute :

IIII. CANTO .

same , Else harsh my stile , vntuna-ble my Muse hoarse sounds , The voice that pray - seth not her name , For no ground else , for no ground else could make the Musicke such , Not other hand could giue so sweet a touch , could giue so sweet a touch . For no , &c.

IIII. BASSO .

Like as the Lute delights or else dislikes , As is his art that playes vpon the same : So sounds my Muse according as shee strikes On my hart strings , high tun'd vnto her same . Her touch doth cause the warble of the sound , Which here I yeeld in lamentable wise : A wayling descant on the sweetest ground , Whose due reports giues honour to her eyes . If any pleasing relish here I vse , Then Iudge the world her beautie giues the same : Else harsh my stile vntunable my Muse , Hoarse sounds the voice that praiseth not her name . For no ground else could make the Musicke such , Nor other hand could giue so sweet a touch .

V. BASSO .

DOst thou withdraw :

V. CANTO .

DOst . dost thou withdraw thy grace , Dost , O dost thou withdraw thy grace , Because I should not loue , and think'st thou to remoue m' a - fections with thy face ? As if that loue did hould no part , But where thy beau-tie Ah yes 't is more , more is de-sire , There where it wounds and lies : And were not in my hart , Great-er then in thy faire eyes ? Ah yes 't is , &c. pines , As fire is far more fire , Where it burnes then where it shines .

Dost thou withdraw thy grace , For that I should not loue : And think'st thou to remoue , M'affeictions with thy face ? As if that loue did hould no part , But where thy beautie lies : And were not in my hart , Greater then in thy faire eyes ? Ah yes t is more , more is desire , There where it wounds and pines : As fire is farre more fire , Where it burnes then where it shines ?

VI. BASSO .

WHY canst thou not , &c.

VI. CANTO .

WHY canst thou not as others doe , Looke on me with vnwounding eyes ? And yet looke sweet , but yet not so , Smile but not in killing wise . Arme not thy graces to confound , Only looke , ij . Onely looke but doe not wound . ij . Onely looke , ij . ij . ij . but do not wound . Only looke but doe not wound .

Why canst thou not as others doe ? Looke , on mee with vnwounding eyes : And yet looke sweet but yet not so , Smile but , not in killing wise . Arme not thy graces to confound , Onely looke but doe not wound . Why should mine eyes see more in you , Then they can see in all the rest : For I can others beauties view , And not finde my hart opprest . O bee as others are to mee , Or let mee , bee more to thee .

VII . CANTO .

STay cruell , stay , Pit - tie mine anguish , And if I languish For that which you doe beare a - way , Ah how can you be so vn-kinde , As not to grieue for that you leaue behind , And if you 'll goe ij . yet let your pitie stay , yet let your pitty stay , and if you will goe , and if you will goe , yet let your pittie stay , yet O let your pittie stay . But will you goe ? say will you ? O will you goe and shew that you neglect , that you neg-lect me , Yet say farewel , ij . ij . farewell . ij . ij .

VII . BASSO .

STay Cruell stay :

Stay Cruell stay , Pittie myne anguish , And if I languish For that which you do beare away , Ah , how can you be so vnkind , As not to greeue for that you leaue behind , And if you 'l goe , yet let your pittie stay , But will you goe and shew that you neglect mee ? Yet say farewell , and seeme but to respect mee .

Yet say fare-wel , and seeme but to re-spect , O seeme but to re-spect mee . Yet say , &c.

VIII . CANTO .

TIme cru - ell Time canst thou sub - due that B●ow ? Or art thou growne in league with those faire ' eyes ? That conquers all but thee and thee t●o stayes ? as if shee were ij . That they might aide thee to con-sume our dayes , or dost thou loue ij . exempt from Scieth or Bow , From Loue and yeeres vn - sub - iect her for her cru - el - ties , Being mer - ci - lesse like thee that to de - cayes ? Then doe so still although she makes no no man wayes ? And doe so still although she no - thing steeme , Of dayes nor yeeres but let s them runne in vaine , Hould still thy swift cares , Do as I doe loue her al-though vn - leinde , Hould still yet O

VIII . BASSO .

TYme cruell tyme :

Tyme cruell tyme canst thou subdue that brow , That conqueres all but thee , and thee too stayes : As if shee were exempt from seyeth or bow , From Loue and yeares vnsubiect to decayes . Or art thou growne in league with those faire eyes , That they might help thee to consume our dayes , Or dost thou loue her for her cruelties , Being mercilesse lyke thee that no man wayes ? Then doe so still although shee makes no steeme , Of dayes nor yeares , but lets them run in vaine : Hould still thy swiftwing'd hours that wondring seeme To gase on her , euen to turne back againe . And doe so still although she nothing cares , Doe as I doe , loue her although vnkinde , Hould still , yet O I feare at vnawares , Thou wilt beguile her though thou seem'st so kinde .

wing'd houres that won - dring seeme , To gase on her euen to turne I feare at vn - a - wares , Thou wilt be - guile her though thou back a - gaine . And doe so , &c. seem'st so kinde .

M rs . M. E. her Funeral teares for the death of her husband . The first part . IX . CANTO .

GRiefe , Griefe , Griefe , Griefe , keepe within and scorne , to shew but teares , Since Ioy can weepe as well as thou , Disdaine to sigh for so can slender cares , Which but from idle causes grow , Doe not looke forth vn - lesse thou didst know how To looke with thine owne face , and as thou art , And onely let my hart , ij . my hart , ij . That knowes the rea - son why ,

XI . BASSO .

GRiefe keepe within :

GReefe keep within and scorne to shew but teares , Since Ioy can weepe as well as thou : Disdaine to sigh for so can slender cares , Which but from Idle causes grow . Doe not looke forth vnlesse thou didst know how To looke with thine owne face , and as thou art , And onely let my hart , That knowes more reason why , Pyne , fret , consume , swell , burst and dye .

Pine , Fret , Con - sume , Swell , Burst and Dye . Swell , Burst and Dye .

The second part .

X. CANTO .

DRop , ij . ij . drop not , ij . O drop not mine eyes , nor trickle , trickle , trickle downe so fast , nor trickle downe so fast , nor trickle , trickle downe so fast , For so you could doe oft be-fore , In our sad fare-wels and sweet meetings past , And shall his death , ah shall his death now haue no more ? Can nig - gard for - row yeeld no o - ther store , To shew the plentie of af - flicti - on s smart , Then onely

X. BASSO .

Drop not mine eyes .

Drop not myne eyes nor Trickle downe so fast , For so you could doe oft before , In our sad farewells and sweet meetings past , And shall his death now haue no more ? Can niggard sorrow yeld no other store : To shew the plentie of afflictions smart , Then onely thou poore hart , That knowst more reason why , Pyne , Fret , Consume , Swell , Burst and Dye .

thou poore hart , ij . poore hart , ij . That know'st more rea - son why , Pine , Fret , Con - sume , Swell , Burst , and Dye . Pine , Fret , Consume , Swell , Burst and Dye . Swell , Burst and Dye .

The third part .

XI . CANTO .

HAue all our passions : Haue all our passions certaine proper vents , And sorrow none that is her owne ? But she must borrow others comple - ments , To make her in - ward fee - lings knowne , Are ioyes , de-lights and deaths compassion showne , With one like face and one lamen - ting part : and one la - menting , ij . one la - menting part : Then onely

XI . BASSO .

HAue all our passions :

Haue all our passions certaine proper vents , And sorow none that is her owne ? But she must borow others complements , To make her inward feelings knowne ? Are Ioyes delights and deaths compassion showne , With one lyke face and one lamenting part ? Then onely thou poore hart that know'st more reason why , Pine , Fret , Consume , Swell , Burst , and Dye .

thou poore hart , ij . poore hart , ij . that know'st more rea - son why , Pine , Fret , Con - sume , Swell , Burst and Dye . Pine , Fret , Con - sume , Swell , Burst and Dye . Pine , Fret , Con - sume , Swell , Burst and Dye .

XII . CANTO .

LEt not Clo - ris thinke be cause she hath in - vas - saild I was made to be the pray and boo - ty of her mee , That her beauty can giue lawes to o-thers that are free : Though others may her eyes , In my bosome she may say her greatest kingdome lyes . I can de-cerne more brow a - dore , Yet more must I that there-in see farre more , Then any se-cret notes , That in the margine of her cheekes Loue quotes , Then any others eyes haue powre to see , She is to mee , More then to a - ny others she can else be - sides haue art to read , No lookes proceed , From those faire eyes but to me won - der bee . O then why , Should she flye , From him to whom her sight , Doth ad so breed .

XII . BASSO .

LEt not Cloris think :

LEt not Cloris think because She hath vnvassald mee , That her bewtie can giue lawes , To others that are free . I was made to be the pray , And bootie of her eyes : In my bosome she may say , Her greatest kingdome lyes . Though others may her brow adore , Yet more must I that therein see far more , Then any others eyes haue powre to see , Shee is to mee More then to any others she can bee . I can decerne more secret notes , That in the margine of her cheekes Loue quotes : Then any else besides haue art to read , No lookes proceed , From those fayre eyes but to mee wonder breed . O then why , Should shee fly , From him to whom her sight , Doth ad so much aboue her might : Why should not shee , Still Ioy to raigne in mee ?

much aboue her might , Why should not shee , Still ioy to raigne . in mee ▪

The first part . XIII . CANTO .

CAn dolefull notes , &c. Can ? can dolefull notes , dolefull notes to measur'd accents set , Can ? can dolefull notes , dole-full notes to measur'd accents set , Ex - presse vn-mea - su'rd griefes , Expresse vn - measur'd , vn - measur'd griefes which time for - get . Ex - presse vn-mea - sur'd griefes which time for - get . which time , which time forget

XIII . BASSO .

CAn dolefull notes :

CAn dolefull Notes to measur'd accents set , Expresse vnmeasur'd griefes that tyme forget ?

Expresse vnmeasur'd griefes which time euen all time forget .

The second part . XIIII . CANTO

NO let Chromatique times ij . Chro - matique tunes harsh without ground , Bee sullaine , Musique for a tunelesse hart , Bee sullaine , &c. Bee sullaine . &c. Chro - matique tunes most like my passions sound , Chro - matique tunes most like , most like my passions sound . most like , &c. still like , &c.

XIIII . BASSO .

NO , let Chromatique Tunes :

NO , let Chromatique Tunes harsh without ground , Be sullayne Musique for a Tunelesse hart : Chromatique Tunes most lyke my passions sound , As if combynd to beare their falling part .

Chro - ma - tique tunes most like my passions sound , most like , &c. still , &c. Chromatique tunes most like my passions sound , As if com - binde to beare their falling part . As if combinde to beare their fal-ling part .

The third part . XV. CANTO .

VN - certaine certaine tunes , of thoughts fore - cast , of thoughts fore - cast , Bring backe the same , then dye and dy-ing last . then dye and dy-ing last . Bring backe the same , then dye , then dye and dy-ing last . then dye and dy-ing , and dy-ing last . and dying last . ij .

XV. BASSO .

VNcertayne certayne turnes :

VNcertaine certaine turnes , of thoughts forecast , Bring backe the same , then dye and dying last .

ij . and dy-ing last .

XVI . CANTO .

EYes looke no more , for what hath all the earth that 's Cloth thee my hart , with blacke darke thoughts and thinke but worth the sight ? Eares heare no more , for what can breath the voyce of true de - of des - paire , Si - lence locke vp my words and skorne these I - dle sounds of light . Thinke , thinke , Glo-ry , Honour , Ioyes , De - lights , Contents , ayre . But , but Sorrow , Griefe , Af - flicti - on , and Despaire , are but the emp - tie re-ports , Of vna - pro-pri - ed termes that breath inuents , not knowing these are the things that are sure , And these we feele not as con-ceits in th' aire , but as the what it im - ports . Ioyes , Delights and Pleasures in vs hold same we en - dure . Ioyes , Delights and Pleasures makes griefe to such a doubt - full part . As if they were but thrall , and those were all in all , ti - ra-nize vs worse , Our mirth brings but distastes for nought delights and lastes .

XVI . BASSO .

EYes looke no more :

EYes looke no more , for what hath all the earth that 's worth the sight ? Eares heare no more , for what can breath the voyce of true Delight ? Cloath thee my hart , with darke black thoughts , and think but of dispaire , Silence lock vp my words , and scorne these Idle sounds of Ayre . Thinke Glory , Honour , Ioyes , Delights , Contents , Are but the emptie reports Of vnappropried termes that breath inuents , Not knowing what it imports . But Sorrow , Griefe , Affliction , and Dispaire , These are the things that are sure , And these wee feele not as conceyts in th' ayre , But as the same wee endure . Ioyes , delights , and pleasures in vs hould such a doubtfull part , As if they were but thrall , And those were all in all , For Griefes , Distrusts , Remorce , I see must domineere the hart . Ioyes , Delights , and Pleasures , makes griefe to tiranize vs worse , Our mirth brings but distastes : For nought delights and lastes , Griefe then take all my hart , for where none striue there needs lesse force .

For Griefe , Distrusts , Remorse , I see must do - mi - neere the Griefe then take all my hart , for where none striue , there needes lesse hart . force .

XVII . BASSO .

IF I could shut the gate :

XVII . CANTO .

IF I could shut the gate a - gainst my thoughts , And keepe out sor-row from this roome with in , Or me - morie could cancell all the Notes of my misdeedes , ij . and I vnthinke my sinne , How free , how cleere , how cleane my soule should lie , Discharg'd of such a loathsome com - pa - nie . How free , &c.

IF I could shut the gate against my thoughts , And keepe out sorrow from this roome with-in : Or memory could cancell all the notes , Of my misdeeds and I vnthink my sinne , How free , how cleare , how cleane my soule should lye , Discharg'd of such a lothsome company . Or were there other roomes with-out my hart , That dyd not to my conscience ioyne so neare , Where I might lodge the thoughts of sin a-part , That I might not their claim'rous crying heare . What peace , what Ioy , what ease should I possesse . Free'd from their horrors that my soule oppresse . But O my Sauiour , who my refuge art , Let thy deare mercies stand twixt them and mee : And be the wall to seperate my hart , So that I may at length repose mee free : That peace , and Ioy , and rest may be within , And I remaine deuided from my sinne .

XVIII . BASSO .

I Dye when as I doe not see :

XVIII . CANTO .

I Dye when as I doe not see , Her that is life and all to mee , And when I see her yet I dye , In see-ing of her cru - el - tie , So that to me like mi - se - ry is wrought , Both when I see her , Both when I see , and when I see her not . So , &c.

I Dye when as I doe not see Her that is lyfe and all to mee : And when I see her yet I dye , In seeing of her crueltie : So that to mee like miserie is wrought , Both when I see and when I see her not . Or shall I speake or silent greeue , Yet who will silencie releeue : And if I speake I may offend , And speaking not my heart will rend : So that I see to mee it is all one , Speake I or speake I not , I am vndone .

XIX . CANTO Primo .

WHat delight can they in - ioy , whose harts are not their owne , But are gone , but are gone abroad a - stray , and to others bosomes flowne , Sely Comforts , sely ioy , which fall and rise , and rise as others moue , Who seldome vse , Who seldome vse to turne , to turne our way , And therefore Cloris will not loue , For well I see , How false men bee , And they must pine that louers proue .

WHat delight can they enioy , Whose harts are not their owne ? But are gon abroade astray , And to others bosomes flowne . Seely comforts , seely Ioy , Which fall and ryse as others moue , Who seldome vse to turne our way , And therefore Cloris will not loue : For well I see , How false men bee , And let them pyne that Louers proue .

XIX . CANTO Secundo .

WHat delight can they enioy , whose harts are not their owne , But are gon , but are gon abroad , a - stray , and to others bosoms flowne . Silly comforts , silly Ioy , which fall and ryse , and ryse , as others moue , who seldome vse , who sel - dome vse , seldome vse , to turne , to turne our way , and therefore Cloris will not loue , for well I see , how false men bee , and they must pine that louers proue .

XIX . BASSO .

WHat delight can they enioy , whose harts are not , are not their owne , but are gon , but are gon a - brod , gon abroad astray , and to others bosoms flowne . Silly comforts , silly Ioy , which must fall & ryse as others moue , who sel - dom vse , ij . to turne our way , & therefore Cloris will not loue , for well I see , how false men bee , and they must pine that louers bee .

XIX . ALTO .

WHat delight can they enioy , whose harts are not their owne , But are gon , but are gon abroad a - stray , And to others bosoms flowne . Silly comforts , silly Ioy , which fall & ryse , & ryse , still as others moue , who seldome vse , ij . vse to turne , doe seldome turne our way , and therefore Cloris will not loue , For well I see how false ●en bee , then pine that louers bee .

XX. TENORE .

NOw the Earth , the Skies , the Ayre . All things fayre , the Earth , the Skies , the Aire , all things faire , all faire . Seemes new borne thoughts t' infuse . Whilst the returning spring , Ioyes each thing . ij . the spring ioyes each

XX. CANTO Primo .

NOw the earth , &c. Now the earth , the skies , the Aire , All things faire , the Skies , Earth and Aire , the Earth , Skies , Aire , and all things faire , Now the Earth , the Skies , the Aire , Earth , Skies , and Aire , all things faire , Seemes new borne thoughts t' in-fuse , Whil'st the returning spring , Ioyes each thing . Whil'st the returning spring , Ioyes each

XX. BASSO .

NOw the Earth , the Skies , the Ayre , All things faire , the Skies and all things faire , Seemes new borne thoughts t' infuse , Whilst the re - tur - ning spring . Ioyes each

XX. CANTO Secundo .

A direction for the tuning of the Base Lute . A la mi B fa b mi G sol re vt D sol re Gam vt Double D sol re . Double Cla vt

NOw the earth , &c. Now the Earth , the Skies the Aire , the Skies , the Aire , Now the Earth , Skies , Aire and all things faire , Seemes new borne thoughts t' in - fuse , Whil'st the returning spring Ioyes each thing , the spring that ioyes each

XX. TENORE .

thing . And blasted hopes , 〈◊〉 blasted hopes renewes , When onely I alone onely . I alone . Left all a - lone to mone . Finde no times borne for me , finde no times , finde no times borne for me , No flowrs , no me - dow , no flowrs , no medow springs , No Bird sings . But notes of misery-of misery . No flowres , no Medow , no flowres , no Medow springs . No Bird sings , ij . But notes of mise-ry . But notes of misery , but notes , but notes of misery ▪

XX. CANTO Primo .

thing And blasted hopes , blasted hopes re-newes . When I a - lone , when onely I a - lone , a - lone , Left to mone , Finde no times borne , Finde no times borne for mee , No flowres , no Medow , No Medow springs , No Bird sings , ij . But notes of mi-se-rie . ij . No flowres , no Medow springs , ij . No Bird sings , But notes of misery ▪ mi - se - ry . No Bird sings , But notes , but notes of mi - se - ry .

XX. BASSO .

thing . & blasted hopes renewes : Onely I alone . I a - lone , left to mone , finde no times born , finde no times borne for me . No flowres , no flowrs , no Meadow springs , no Bird sings , but notes of misery . ij . No flowres , no flowrs , no Meadow springs , no Bird sings , but notes of misery . ij . but notes of mise-ry .

XX. CANTO Secundo .

thing , And blasted hopes re-newes , When onely I a - lone , onely I alone , When I alone . Left to moane , Finde no times borne for mee , No flowres , no Medow springs , ij . No birds sings , But notes of mi-sery , of mi - se - ry . No flowres , no Medow , no Medow springs , No bird sings , ij but notes of mi - se-ry , ij . No Bird sings , But notes of mi - se - ry .

Mrs Anne Grene her leaues bee greene . XXI .

A direction for the tuning of the Lute .

THE TABLE . COY Daphne fled : I. Thou pretie Bird : II. Hee whose desires : III. Lyke as the Lute : IIII. Stay cruell stay : V. Dost thou withdraw : VI. Why canst thou not : VII . Tyme cruell tyme : VIII . Griefe keepe within : First part . IX . Drop not mine Eies : Second part . X. Haue all our passions : Third part . XI . Let not Cloris think : XII . Can dolefull notes : First part . XIII . No , let Chromatique tunes : Second part . XIIII . Vncertaine certaine turnes : Third part . XV. Eies looke no more : XVI . If I could shut the gate : XVII I dye when as I doe not see : XVIII . What delight can they enioy : XIX . Now the Earth , the Skies , the Ayre : XX. Mrs Anne Grene her leaues bee greene . XXI . FINIS .