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         Alison, Richard, fl. 1588-1606.
      
       
         
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             An howres recreation in musicke apt for instrumentes and voyces. Framed for the delight of gentlemen and others which are wel affected to that qualitie, all for the most part with two trebles, necessary for such as teach in priuate families, with a prayer for the long preseruation of the King and his posteritie, and a thankesgiuing for the deliuerance of the whole estate from the late conspiracie. By Richard Alison Gentleman and practitioner in this arte.
             Alison, Richard, fl. 1588-1606.
          
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               CANTVS
               PRIMVS
            
             
               AN
               HOWRES
               RECREAtion
               in
               Musicke
               ,
               apt
               for
               Instrumentes
               and
               Voyces
               .
               Framed
               for
               the
               delight
               of
               Gentlemen
               and
               others
               which
               are
               wel
               affected
               to
               that
               qualitie
               ,
               All
               for
               the
               most
               part
               with
               two
               trebles
               ,
               necessarie
               for
               such
               as
               teach
               in
               priuate
               families
               ,
               with
               a
               prayer
               for
               the
               long
               preseruation
               of
               the
               King
               and
               his
               posteritie
               ,
               and
               a
               thankesgiuing
               for
               the
               deliuerance
               of
               the
               whole
               estate
               from
               the
               late
               conspiracie
               .
            
             
               By
               RICHARD
               ALISON
               Gentleman
               and
               practitioner
               in
               this
               Arte.
               
            
             
               LONDON
               Printed
               by
               Iohn
               windet
               the
               Assigne
               
                 of
                 William
                 Barley
              
               ,
               and
               are
               to
               be
               sold
               at
               the
               Golden
               Anchore
               in
               
                 Pater
                 Noster
                 Row.
              
               1606.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               
                 Coat of arms of Sir John Scudamore, Knight
              
            
             
             
               To
               the
               right
               vvorthily
               honored
               and
               most
               free
               Respecter
               of
               all
               vertue
               ,
               his
               chiefly
               esteemde
               and
               singular
               good
               patrone
               Sir
               
                 Iohn
                 Scudamore
              
               Knight
               .
            
             
               HOw
               noble
               ,
               how
               auncient
               ,
               and
               how
               effectuall
               the
               Arte
               of
               Musicke
               is
               ,
               many
               excellent
               discourses
               of
               Theoristes
               deepely
               learned
               in
               the
               science
               haue
               already
               so
               confirmed
               &
               illustrated
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               seeme
               as
               much
               arrogancie
               in
               me
               to
               attempt
               the
               prayse
               thereof
               ,
               as
               it
               argues
               malice
               or
               ignorance
               in
               such
               as
               seeke
               to
               exclude
               it
               out
               of
               diuine
               ,
               or
               humaine
               societie
               .
               I
               will
               onely
               alledge
               one
               testimonie
               out
               of
               an
               Epistle
               ,
               which
               that
               auncient
               Father
               
                 Martin
                 Luther
              
               did
               write
               to
               Senfelius
               the
               Musician
               ,
               which
               is
               so
               ample
               in
               commendation
               of
               this
               art
               ,
               that
               it
               were
               superfluous
               to
               adde
               any
               other
               .
               Musicke
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
               to
               Diuels
               we
               know
               is
               hateful
               and
               intollerable
               ,
               and
               I
               plainely
               thinke
               neither
               am
               I
               ashamed
               to
               auerr
               it
               ,
               that
               next
               to
               Theologie
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               Arte
               comparable
               with
               Musicke
               :
               for
               it
               alone
               next
               to
               Theologie
               doth
               effect
               that
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               onely
               Theologie
               can
               performe
               ,
               that
               is
               ,
               a
               quiet
               and
               a
               chearefull
               minde
               .
               Now
               if
               Musicke
               merites
               so
               high
               a
               place
               ,
               as
               this
               holy
               man
               hath
               giuen
               it
               ,
               can
               wee
               deny
               loue
               and
               honour
               to
               them
               ,
               that
               with
               their
               grace
               and
               bounty
               raise
               the
               professors
               thereof
               ?
               Or
               to
               whome
               shal
               we
               that
               labour
               in
               this
               qualitie
               ,
               better
               recommend
               our
               workes
               ,
               then
               to
               our
               patrones
               and
               benefactors
               ?
               Receiue
               therefore
               (
               most
               honoured
               Knight
               and
               my
               worthiest
               Patrone
               )
               the
               fruites
               of
               your
               bounties
               and
               the
               effects
               of
               those
               quiet
               dayes
               ,
               which
               by
               your
               goodnes
               I
               haue
               enioyed
               .
               And
               as
               the
               glory
               of
               a
               new
               finisht
               house
               belonges
               not
               so
               much
               to
               the
               Worke-man
               that
               built
               it
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Lord
               that
               owes
               it
               ,
               so
               if
               any
               part
               of
               this
               new
               worke
               of
               mine
               can
               excite
               commendation
               ,
               the
               grace
               is
               chiefly
               yours
               ,
               though
               the
               labour
               mine
               .
               But
               because
               there
               is
               no
               man
               more
               distrustfull
               of
               his
               owne
               endeuours
               then
               I
               am
               my selfe
               ,
               by
               the
               weakenes
               of
               my
               nature
               :
               I
               beseech
               you
               receiue
               my
               labours
               howsoeuer
               into
               your
               protection
               ,
               whose
               worth
               can
               best
               countenance
               thē
               from
               misfortune
               ,
               &
               spirit
               defend
               them
               ,
               I
               will
               onely
               assist
               you
               with
               a
               poore
               mans
               bounty
               ,
               I
               meane
               my
               many
               humble
               prayers
               to
               the
               highest
               protector
               ,
               beseeching
               him
               to
               blesse
               you
               with
               long
               life
               and
               prosperity
               to
               his
               glorie
               and
               our
               comforts
               ,
               that
               must
               euer
               owe
               you
               our
               seruice
               and
               loue
               .
            
             
               
                 
                   Your
                   VVor.
                   wholy
                   deuoted
                
                 Richard
                 Alison
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voyces
                 .
              
               
                 The
                 man
                 vpright
                 of
                 life
                 .
                 I
              
               
                 He
                 onely
                 can
                 behold
                 .
                 II
              
               
                 O
                 heauie
                 heart
                 whose
                 harmes
                 .
                 III
              
               
                 In
                 hope
                 a
                 King
                 doth
                 goe
                 to
                 war.
                 IIII
              
               
                 Though
                 wit
                 bids
                 wil
                 to
                 blow
                 retreate
                 .
                 V
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 it
                 seemes
                 a
                 foolish
                 drift
                 .
                 VI
              
               
                 I
                 Can
                 no
                 more
                 but
                 hope
                 good
                 hart
                 .
                 VII
              
               
                 Who
                 loues
                 this
                 life
                 from
                 loue
                 his
                 loue
                 .
                 VIII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 .
                 IX
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 .
                 X
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voyces
                 :
              
               
                 Rest
                 with
                 your selues
                 .
                 XI
              
               
                 For
                 lust
                 is
                 fraile
                 ,
                 where
                 loue
                 .
                 XII
              
               
                 Shal
                 I
                 weepe
                 and
                 shee
                 s
                 a
                 feasting
                 .
                 XIII
              
               
                 Can
                 I
                 abide
                 this
                 praunsing
                 .
                 XIIII
              
               
                 The
                 sturdie
                 rocke
                 for
                 al
                 his
                 strength
                 .
                 XV
              
               
                 The
                 stately
                 stag
                 that
                 seemes
                 so
                 stout
                 .
                 XVI
              
               
                 VVhat
                 if
                 a
                 day
                 or
                 a
                 month
                 or
                 .
                 XVII
              
               
                 Earthes
                 but
                 a
                 point
                 to
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 XVIII
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 garden
                 in
                 her
                 face
                 .
                 XIX
              
               
                 Those
                 cheries
                 fairely
                 do
                 inclose
                 .
                 XX
              
               
                 Her
                 eyes
                 her
                 eyes
                 like
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXI
              
               
                 Behold
                 now
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord.
                 XXII
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 .
                 XXIII
              
               
                 The
                 sacred
                 quire
                 of
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               CANTVS
               PRIMVS
               .
            
             
               
                 Of
                 4.
                 voc
                 .
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     man
                     vpright
                     of
                     life
                     .ii.
                     whose
                     guiltles
                     heart
                     is
                     free
                     from
                     all
                     dishonest
                     deeds
                     from
                     al
                     dishonest
                     deedes
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     or
                     thought
                     of
                     vanitie
                     ,
                     that
                     man
                     whose
                     silent
                     dayes
                     in
                     harmeles
                     ioyes
                     are
                     spent
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cannot
                     delude
                     ,
                     de╌lude
                     ,
                     nor
                     sorrow
                     discontent
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cānot
                     delude
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cannot
                     delude
                     ,
                     nor
                     sorrow
                     discontent
                     ,
                     that
                     man
                     needs
                     neither
                     towers
                     nor
                     armor
                     for
                     de╌fence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     from
                     thunders
                     vio╌lence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     to
                     flie
                     from
                     thunders
                     violence
                  
                
                 
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                   
                     
                     HE
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     behold
                     ii
                     .
                     he
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     with
                     vnaffrighted
                     eyes
                     ,
                     the
                     horrors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     ,
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     ,
                     the
                     horrors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     ,
                     &
                     ter╌rors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     .
                     Thus
                     scor╌ning
                     scorning
                     ,
                     scorning
                     all
                     the
                     cares
                     that
                     fate
                     or
                     fortune
                     brings
                     .
                     He
                     makes
                     his
                     heauē
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     he
                     makes
                     his
                     heauen
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     his
                     wisedome
                     heauenly
                     thinges
                     good
                     thoughts
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     wealth
                     a
                     well
                     spent
                     age
                     ,
                     the
                     earth
                     his
                     sober
                     Inne
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     &
                     quiet
                     pilgri╌mage
                     ,
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     O
                     Heauy
                     hart
                     whose
                     harms
                     are
                     hid
                     thy
                     helpe
                     is
                     hurt
                     ,
                     thy
                     hap
                     is
                     hard
                     ,
                     if
                     thou
                     shouldst
                     break
                     ,
                     as
                     God
                     for╌bid
                     then
                     should
                     desert
                     want
                     his
                     re╌ward
                     ,
                     hope
                     wel
                     ;
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     to
                     haue
                     ,
                     hate
                     not
                     sweete
                     thought
                     ,
                     sweete
                     thought
                     ,
                     fowle
                     cruell
                     storms
                     ;
                     foule
                     cruell
                     storms
                     fairer
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     fairer
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     after
                     sharpe
                     showers
                     the
                     sun
                     shines
                     fairer
                     ,
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dispaire
                     ,
                     after
                     sharpe
                     showers
                     ,
                     the
                     sunne
                     shines
                     faire
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dis╌paire
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2
                     ,
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     IN
                     hope
                     a
                     king
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     king
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     louer
                     liues
                     ful
                     long
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     marchant
                     sailes
                     ful
                     far
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     iust
                     men
                     do
                     suffer
                     wrong
                     ,
                     iust
                     men
                     do
                     suffer
                     wrong
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowman
                     sowes
                     his
                     seede
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     thus
                     hope
                     helps
                     thousands
                     at
                     their
                     neede
                     ,
                     then
                     faint
                     not
                     hart
                     among
                     the
                     .ii.
                     rest
                     ,
                     what
                     euer
                     chance
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     ;
                     what
                     euer
                     chāce
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     3.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THough
                     wit
                     bids
                     wil
                     to
                     blow
                     retreate
                     to
                     .ii.
                     to
                     blow
                     retreait
                     will
                     cannot
                     worke
                     as
                     wit
                     would
                     wish
                     ,
                     when
                     that
                     the
                     Roch
                     doth
                     taste
                     the
                     bait
                     too
                     late
                     ,
                     to
                     warne
                     the
                     hungrie
                     fish
                     ,
                     when
                     Cities
                     burn
                     on
                     fierie
                     flame
                     ,
                     on
                     fiery
                     flame
                     great
                     ri╌uers
                     scarse
                     may
                     quench
                     the
                     same
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     same
                     If
                     will
                     and
                     fancy
                     be
                     agreede
                     ,
                     agreede
                     .ii.
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     be
                     agreed
                     ,
                     too
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     ,
                     to
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fourth
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     BVt
                     yet
                     it
                     seems
                     a
                     foolish
                     drift
                     ,
                     it
                     seemes
                     a
                     foolish
                     drift
                     ,
                     to
                     follow
                     wil
                     ,
                     &
                     leaue
                     the
                     wit
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     the
                     wan╌ton
                     ,
                     wantō
                     horse
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     bee
                     staid
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     stayed
                     vpon
                     the
                     bit
                     ,
                     but
                     checke
                     a
                     horse
                     amid
                     his
                     race
                     ,
                     and
                     out
                     of
                     doubt
                     you
                     mar
                     his
                     pace
                     ,
                     though
                     wit
                     &
                     reason
                     doth
                     men
                     teach
                     ,
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     a╌boue
                     their
                     reach
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fift
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     I
                     Can
                     no
                     more
                     but
                     hope
                     good
                     hart
                     ,
                     no
                     more
                     but
                     hope
                     good
                     hart
                     ,
                     for
                     thogh
                     the
                     worst
                     doth
                     chāce
                     to
                     fal
                     ,
                     I
                     know
                     a
                     wile
                     shal
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     a
                     wile
                     shall
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     &
                     turne
                     to
                     sweete
                     thy
                     sugred
                     gall
                     ,
                     when
                     thy
                     good
                     will
                     and
                     painfull
                     suite
                     hath
                     shakt
                     the
                     tree
                     ii
                     .
                     .ii.
                     hath
                     shakte
                     the
                     tree
                     and
                     wants
                     the
                     fruit
                     then
                     keepe
                     thou
                     patience
                     well
                     in
                     store
                     ,
                     that
                     souraigne
                     salue
                     shall
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     that
                     soueraigne
                     salue
                     shall
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   WHo
                   loues
                   this
                   life
                   from
                   loue
                   his
                   loue
                   doth
                   erre
                   .ii.
                   &
                   chusing
                   drosse
                   rich
                   treasure
                   doth
                   de╌nie
                   ,
                   leauing
                   the
                   pearle
                   Christs
                   coun╌sell
                   to
                   prefer
                   .ii
                   ,
                   with
                   selling
                   all
                   ,
                   with
                   .ii.
                   we
                   haue
                   the
                   same
                   to
                   buy
                   O
                   happy
                   soule
                   .ii.
                   ,
                   ii
                   .
                   soule
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   a
                   sum
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   King╌dome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   Kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   .ii.
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   O
                   happie
                   soule
                   .ii.
                   .ii.
                   that
                   doth
                   dis╌burse
                   a
                   sum
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   ,
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   com
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   com
                   ,
                   a
                   kingdō
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   com
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     MY
                     prime
                     of
                     youth
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     frost
                     of
                     cares
                     ,
                     my
                     feast
                     of
                     ioy
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     paine
                     ,
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     pain
                     ,
                     my
                     crop
                     of
                     corne
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     field
                     of
                     tares
                     and
                     all
                     my
                     good
                     is
                     but
                     vain
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     vaine
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sun
                     ,
                     &
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     now
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     my
                     life
                     .ii.
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sunne
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     my
                     life
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     spring
                     is
                     past
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     hath
                     not
                     sprung
                     ,
                     the
                     fruit
                     is
                     dead
                     and
                     yet
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     my
                     youth
                     is
                     gone
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     am
                     but
                     yong
                     ,
                     I
                     saw
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     .ii
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     ,
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     &
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 Here
                 endeth
                 the
                 songs
                 of
                 foure
                 parts
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Of
                 5.
                 voc
                 .
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     REst
                     with
                     your selues
                     .i..
                     .ii.
                     you
                     vaine
                     and
                     idle
                     braines
                     which
                     youth
                     and
                     agein
                     lewdest
                     lust
                     bestow
                     ,
                     which
                     youth
                     and
                     age
                     in
                     lewdest
                     lust
                     be╌stow
                     and
                     find
                     out
                     frauds
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     and
                     vse
                     ten
                     thousand
                     traines
                     to
                     win
                     the
                     soyle
                     where
                     nought
                     but
                     sin
                     .ii.
                     doth
                     grow
                     and
                     liue
                     with
                     me
                     .ii
                     ,
                     you
                     chast
                     and
                     honest
                     mindes
                     which
                     do
                     ,
                     your
                     liues
                     in
                     lawfull
                     loue
                     employ
                     employ
                     ,
                     &
                     know
                     no
                     sleights
                     ,
                     but
                     friends
                     for
                     vertue
                     finds
                     ,
                     and
                     loath
                     the
                     lust
                     ,
                     which
                     doth
                     the
                     soule
                     de╌stroy
                     .
                     ii
                     .
                     destroy
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2
                     ,
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     FOr
                     lust
                     is
                     fraile
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     where
                     loue
                     is
                     euer
                     sound
                     ,
                     lust
                     outward
                     sweet
                     ,
                     but
                     inward
                     bitter
                     gall
                     ,
                     a
                     shop
                     of
                     shewes
                     where
                     no
                     good
                     ware
                     is
                     found
                     ,
                     not
                     like
                     to
                     loue
                     ,
                     where
                     honest
                     faith
                     is
                     all
                     ,
                     so
                     that
                     is
                     lust
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     where
                     fancy
                     ebs
                     and
                     flowes
                     .ii.
                     ebs
                     and
                     flowes
                     &
                     hates
                     and
                     loues
                     as
                     beauty
                     dyes
                     .ii.
                     and
                     grows
                     ,
                     ,
                     and
                     this
                     is
                     loue
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     -where
                     friendship
                     firmly
                     stands
                     on
                     vertues
                     rock
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     ii
                     .
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     ,
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     SHall
                     I
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     abide
                     this
                     ieasting
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     ,
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     ,
                     shall
                     I
                     .ii.
                     abide
                     this
                     ieasting
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     fan╌cy
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blinde
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ;
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     so
                     blind
                     thee
                     ,
                     to
                     loue
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     CAn
                     I
                     .ii.
                     can
                     I
                     abide
                     .ii.
                     this
                     praunsing
                     ,
                     this
                     praunsing
                     I
                     weepe
                     I
                     weepe
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     a
                     daunsing
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     &
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     a
                     daunsing
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     fancy
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     O
                     cruel
                     ,
                     cruel
                     cruel
                     fancie
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     .ii.
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     aboute
                     .ii.
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     sturdie
                     rock
                     for
                     al
                     his
                     strength
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     ,
                     is
                     rent
                     in
                     twain
                     ,
                     the
                     &c
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     is
                     rent
                     ,
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     is
                     rent
                     in
                     twain
                     the
                     marble
                     stone
                     ,
                     the
                     marble
                     stone
                     is
                     pearst
                     at
                     length
                     ,
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     of
                     drisling
                     rain
                     the
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeelde
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeieth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     the
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     .ii.
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoak
                     ,
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoke
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hā╌mer
                     stroak
                     ,
                     the
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     .ii
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroke
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     stately
                     stagge
                     that
                     seemes
                     so
                     stoute
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     by
                     yelping
                     yelping
                     yelping
                     ,
                     yelping
                     hounds
                     by
                     yelping
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     houndes
                     at
                     bay
                     is
                     set
                     ,
                     the
                     swiftest
                     birde
                     that
                     flies
                     a╌bout
                     ,
                     that
                     flies
                     about
                     at
                     length
                     is
                     caught
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     in
                     fowlers
                     net
                     ,
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brook
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiude
                     deceiude
                     ,
                     with
                     subtle
                     hooke
                     ,
                     with
                     subtle
                     hooke
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     deceiude
                     with
                     subtle
                     hooke
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiued
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiud
                     by
                     subtle
                     hook
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brook
                     is
                     soon
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiud
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiud
                     ,
                     with
                     subtle
                     hook
                     is
                     soone
                     is
                     soone
                     de
                     &c
                     is
                     soone
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     
                     
                     de
                     &c.
                     hooke
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     WHat
                     if
                     a
                     day
                     or
                     a
                     month
                     or
                     a
                     yeare
                     crown
                     thy
                     delights
                     with
                     a
                     thou╌sand
                     sweet
                     contentings
                     ,
                     can
                     not
                     a
                     chance
                     of
                     a
                     night
                     or
                     an
                     howre
                     crosse
                     thy
                     desires
                     with
                     as
                     many
                     sad
                     tormentings
                     ,
                     fortune
                     ,
                     honor
                     ,
                     beauty
                     youth
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     blossoms
                     are
                     but
                     blossoms
                     dying
                     ,
                     wanton
                     pleasure
                     ,
                     doating
                     loue
                     are
                     but
                     shadowes
                     ,
                     are
                     ii
                     ,
                     are
                     flying
                     ,
                     all
                     our
                     ioyes
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     i╌dle
                     thoughts
                     deceiuing
                     ,
                     none
                     haue
                     power
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     in
                     their
                     liues
                     be╌reauing
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     EArthes
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     a
                     man
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     worlds
                     compared
                     centure
                     ,
                     shall
                     then
                     a
                     point
                     of
                     a
                     point
                     be
                     so
                     vaine
                     ,
                     as
                     to
                     tri╌umph
                     in
                     a
                     seely
                     points
                     aduenture
                     ,
                     all
                     is
                     hassard
                     that
                     we
                     haue
                     ,
                     there
                     is
                     nothing
                     .ii.
                     nothing
                     biding
                     ,
                     dayes
                     of
                     pleasure
                     are
                     like
                     streames
                     through
                     faire
                     medowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     faire
                     meadowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     through
                     faire
                     meadowes
                     gli╌ding
                     gliding
                     ,
                     weale
                     and
                     woe
                     time
                     doth
                     goe
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     time
                     is
                     neuer
                     turning
                     ,
                     secret
                     fates
                     guide
                     our
                     states
                     .ii.
                     both
                     in
                     mirth
                     in
                     mirth
                     and
                     mourning
                     :
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THere
                     is
                     a
                     garden
                     in
                     her
                     face
                     ,
                     where
                     roses
                     and
                     white
                     lilies
                     grow
                     .ii.
                     
                     A
                     heauenly
                     paradise
                     is
                     that
                     place
                     ,
                     a
                     heauenly
                     heauenly
                     para╌dise
                     is
                     that
                     place
                     wherein
                     al
                     pleasant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     .ii
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     .ii.
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     thēselus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     .ii.
                     til
                     che╌rie
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     ,
                     thēselus
                     do
                     cry
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THose
                     cheries
                     fairly
                     do
                     inclose
                     of
                     orient
                     pearle
                     a
                     double
                     ,
                     row
                     ii
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     which
                     when
                     her
                     louely
                     louely
                     laugh╌ter
                     showes
                     they
                     looke
                     like
                     rose
                     buds
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     Peere
                     nor
                     Prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     nor
                     Prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ii
                     .
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     chery
                     ripe
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     peere
                     nor
                     prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     nor
                     prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     cherry
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                     The
                     3
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HEr
                     eyes
                     her
                     eyes
                     like
                     Angels
                     watch
                     them
                     still
                     them
                     stil
                     ii
                     .
                     
                     
                     .ii.
                     her
                     eyes
                     her
                     eyes
                     like
                     angels
                     watch
                     thē
                     stil
                     her
                     brows
                     like
                     bē╌ded
                     bows
                     do
                     stād
                     do
                     stād
                     ,
                     thretning
                     thretning
                     with
                     percing
                     frowns
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     al
                     that
                     approch
                     with
                     eye
                     ii
                     ,
                     or
                     hād
                     ii
                     .
                     these
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     to
                     &c
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     ;
                     ii
                     .ii.
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii
                     .ii.
                     ii
                     ,
                     thēselus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     these
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com╌nie
                     com╌nie
                     these
                     cheries
                     to
                     &c
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     till
                     &c
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   MEDIVS
                   PRIMVS
                
                 
                   
                     
                     BEhold
                     now
                     praise
                     the
                     Lord
                     al
                     ye
                     seruants
                     of
                     the
                     Lord
                     ye
                     seruants
                     of
                     the
                     Lord
                     ,
                     Behold
                     now
                     praise
                     the
                     Lord
                     ,
                     be
                     hold
                     now
                     praise
                     the
                     Lord
                     all
                     ye
                     seruants
                     of
                     the
                     Lord
                     ,
                     ye
                     that
                     by
                     night
                     stand
                     in
                     the
                     house
                     of
                     the
                     Lord
                     ye
                     that
                     by
                     night
                     stand
                     in
                     the
                     house
                     of
                     the
                     Lord
                     the
                     Lord
                     ,
                     euen
                     in
                     the
                     Courts
                     ,
                     euen
                     in
                     the
                     Courts
                     of
                     the
                     house
                     of
                     the
                     house
                     of
                     our
                     God
                     ,
                     lift
                     vp
                     your
                     hands
                     in
                     the
                     sanctuarie
                     ,
                     in
                     the
                     sanctu╌arie
                     and
                     prayse
                     the
                     Lord
                     ,
                     and
                     prayse
                     and
                     prayse
                     the
                     Lord
                     the
                     Lord
                     that
                     made
                     that
                     made
                     both
                     heauen
                     and
                     earth
                     ,
                     the
                     Lord
                     that
                     made
                     both
                     heauen
                     &
                     earth
                     .
                     
                     
                     giue
                     thee
                     blessing
                     out
                     of
                     Sion
                     ,
                     out
                     of
                     Sion
                     giue
                     thee
                     blessing
                     out
                     of
                     Sion
                     out
                     of
                     Sion
                     ,
                     giue
                     thee
                     blessing
                     out
                     of
                     Si╌on
                     ,
                     out
                     of
                     Si╌on
                     ,
                     giue
                     thee
                     blessing
                     out
                     of
                     Si╌on
                     ,
                     A╌men
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   CANTVS
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     O
                     Lord
                     bow
                     down
                     thine
                     eare
                     vnto
                     our
                     prayers
                     which
                     we
                     make
                     in
                     thy
                     sons
                     name
                     ,
                     O
                     &c
                     :
                     ii
                     .
                     our
                     prayers
                     which
                     wee
                     make
                     to
                     thee
                     in
                     thy
                     sons
                     name
                     ,
                     and
                     for
                     his
                     sake
                     ,
                     preserue
                     our
                     gracious
                     King
                     and
                     Queene
                     ,
                     from
                     all
                     from
                     all
                     their
                     enemies
                     ,
                     conti
                     new
                     O
                     Lord
                     their
                     deliuerance
                     from
                     the
                     conspiracies
                     of
                     all
                     such
                     as
                     rise
                     vp
                     against
                     them
                     ,
                     preserue
                     also
                     his
                     royall
                     progenie
                     ,
                     pre
                     &c.
                     royal
                     pro╌genie
                     ,
                     pre
                     &c
                     pre
                     &c
                     progenie
                     prince
                     Henrie
                     and
                     the
                     rest
                     ,
                     euen
                     through
                     the
                     same
                     our
                     Lord
                     Iesus
                     Christ
                     ,
                     euen
                     &c.
                     
                     
                     
                     who
                     liueth
                     and
                     raigneth
                     with
                     thee
                     and
                     the
                     holy
                     Ghost
                     ;
                     and
                     the
                     holy
                     Ghost
                     ,
                     who
                     liueth
                     and
                     raigneth
                     with
                     thee
                     with
                     thee
                     and
                     the
                     holy
                     Ghost
                     ,
                     both
                     now
                     and
                     euer
                     A╌men
                     ,
                     A╌men
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     sa╌cred
                     quire
                     of
                     angels
                     sings
                     the
                     prayses
                     of
                     the
                     wee
                     le
                     tune
                     our
                     voy╌ces
                     to
                     the
                     lute
                     and
                     In╌stru╌ments
                     of
                     li╌uing
                     Lord
                     ,
                     that
                     is
                     the
                     god
                     and
                     king
                     of
                     kings
                     pro╌tecting
                     those
                     that
                     sweetest
                     sound
                     no
                     tong
                     shal
                     in
                     thy
                     prayse
                     be
                     mute
                     that
                     dost
                     thy
                     foes
                     and
                     keep
                     his
                     worde
                     ,
                     O
                     well
                     of
                     grace
                     ,
                     O
                     spring
                     of
                     life
                     to
                     those
                     that
                     thirst
                     ours
                     confound
                     ,
                     who
                     hast
                     preferude
                     our
                     king
                     and
                     state
                     from
                     ru╌ine
                     that
                     thy
                     truth
                     to
                     taste
                     ,
                     but
                     vn╌to
                     them
                     that
                     liue
                     in
                     strife
                     a
                     ter╌ror
                     that
                     wil
                     was
                     neere
                     at
                     hand
                     while
                     all
                     good
                     men
                     re╌ioyce
                     ther╌at
                     thy
                     will
                     no
                     pow╌er
                     e╌uer
                     last
                     .
                     
                       CHORVS
                    
                     t
                     is
                     thou
                     O
                     Lord
                     ,
                     t
                     is
                     &c.
                     through
                     ●●●●●gth
                     of
                     thy
                     right
                     can
                     withstand
                     t
                     is
                     thou
                     O
                     Lord
                     ,
                     t
                     is
                     &c.
                     through
                     ●●●●●gth
                     of
                     thy
                     right
                     hand
                     alone
                     that
                     Sathans
                     secrets
                     hast
                     reuealde
                     and
                     bloody
                     bloody
                     treasons
                     ouerthrown
                     .
                     T
                     is
                     thou
                     O
                     Lord
                     ,
                     t
                     is
                     &c.
                     through
                     strength
                     of
                     thy
                     right
                     hand
                     
                     
                     alone
                     that
                     Sathans
                     secrets
                     hast
                     re╌uealde
                     and
                     bloody
                     bloody
                     treasons
                     ouer╌thrown
                     .
                  
                
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
               CANTVS
               SECVNDVS
            
             
               AN
               HOWRES
               RECREAtion
               in
               Musicke
               ,
               apt
               for
               Instrumentes
               and
               Voyces
               .
               Framed
               for
               the
               delight
               of
               Gentlemen
               and
               others
               which
               are
               wel
               affected
               to
               that
               qualitie
               ,
               All
               for
               the
               most
               part
               with
               two
               trebles
               ,
               necessarie
               for
               such
               as
               teach
               in
               priuate
               families
               ,
               with
               a
               prayer
               for
               the
               long
               preseruation
               of
               the
               King
               and
               his
               posteritie
               ,
               and
               a
               thankesgiuing
               for
               the
               deliuerance
               of
               the
               whole
               estate
               from
               the
               late
               conspiracie
               .
            
             
               By
               RICHARD
               ALISON
               Gentleman
               and
               practitioner
               in
               this
               Arte.
               
            
             
               LONDON
               Printed
               by
               Iohn
               windet
               the
               Assigne
               
                 of
                 William
                 Barley
              
               ,
               and
               are
               to
               be
               sold
               at
               the
               Golden
               Anchore
               in
               
                 Pater
                 Noster
                 Row.
              
               1606.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               
                 Coat of arms of Sir John Scudamore, Knight
              
            
             
             
               To
               the
               right
               vvorthily
               honored
               and
               most
               free
               Respecter
               of
               all
               vertue
               ,
               his
               chiefly
               esteemde
               and
               singular
               good
               patrone
               Sir
               
                 Iohn
                 Scudamore
              
               Knight
               .
            
             
               HOw
               noble
               ,
               how
               auncient
               ,
               and
               how
               effectuall
               the
               Arte
               of
               Musicke
               is
               ,
               many
               excellent
               discourses
               of
               Theoristes
               deepely
               learned
               in
               the
               science
               haue
               already
               so
               confirmed
               &
               illustrated
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               seeme
               as
               much
               arrogancie
               in
               me
               to
               attempt
               the
               prayse
               thereof
               ,
               as
               it
               argues
               malice
               or
               ignorance
               in
               such
               as
               seeke
               to
               exclude
               it
               out
               of
               diuine
               ,
               or
               humaine
               societie
               .
               I
               will
               onely
               alledge
               one
               testimonie
               out
               of
               an
               Epistle
               ,
               which
               that
               auncient
               Father
               
                 Martin
                 Luther
              
               did
               write
               to
               Senfelius
               the
               Musician
               ,
               which
               is
               so
               ample
               in
               commendation
               of
               this
               art
               ,
               that
               it
               were
               superfluous
               to
               adde
               any
               other
               .
               Musicke
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
               to
               Diuels
               we
               know
               is
               hateful
               and
               intollerable
               ,
               and
               I
               plainely
               thinke
               neither
               am
               I
               ashamed
               to
               auerr
               it
               ,
               that
               next
               to
               Theologie
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               Arte
               comparable
               with
               Musicke
               :
               for
               it
               alone
               next
               to
               Theologie
               doth
               effect
               that
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               onely
               Theologie
               can
               performe
               ,
               that
               is
               ,
               a
               quiet
               and
               a
               chearefull
               minde
               .
               Now
               if
               Musicke
               merites
               so
               high
               a
               place
               ,
               as
               this
               holy
               man
               hath
               giuen
               it
               ,
               can
               wee
               deny
               loue
               and
               honour
               to
               them
               ,
               that
               with
               their
               grace
               and
               bounty
               raise
               the
               professors
               thereof
               ?
               Or
               to
               whome
               shal
               we
               that
               labour
               in
               this
               qualitie
               ,
               better
               recommend
               our
               workes
               ,
               then
               to
               our
               patrones
               and
               benefactors
               ?
               Receiue
               therefore
               (
               most
               honoured
               Knight
               and
               my
               worthiest
               Patrone
               )
               the
               fruites
               of
               your
               bounties
               and
               the
               effects
               of
               those
               quiet
               dayes
               ,
               which
               by
               your
               goodnes
               I
               haue
               enioyed
               .
               And
               as
               the
               glory
               of
               a
               new
               finisht
               house
               belonges
               not
               so
               much
               to
               the
               Worke╌man
               that
               built
               it
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Lord
               that
               owes
               it
               ,
               so
               if
               any
               part
               of
               this
               new
               worke
               of
               mine
               can
               excite
               commendation
               ,
               the
               grace
               is
               chiefly
               yours
               ,
               though
               the
               labour
               mine
               .
               But
               because
               there
               is
               no
               man
               more
               distrustfull
               of
               his
               owne
               endeuours
               then
               I
               am
               my selfe
               ,
               by
               the
               weakenes
               of
               my
               nature
               :
               I
               beseech
               you
               receiue
               my
               labours
               howsoeuer
               into
               your
               protection
               ,
               whose
               worth
               can
               best
               countenance
               thē
               from
               misfortune
               ,
               &
               spirit
               defend
               them
               ,
               I
               will
               onely
               assist
               you
               with
               a
               poore
               mans
               bounty
               ,
               I
               meane
               my
               many
               humble
               prayers
               to
               the
               highest
               protector
               ,
               beseeching
               him
               to
               blesse
               you
               with
               long
               life
               and
               prosperity
               to
               his
               glorie
               and
               our
               comforts
               ,
               that
               must
               euer
               owe
               you
               our
               seruice
               and
               loue
               .
            
             
               
                 
                   Your
                   VVor.
                   wholy
                   deuoted
                
                 Richard
                 Alison
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voyces
                 .
              
               
                 The
                 man
                 vpright
                 of
                 life
                 .
                 I
              
               
                 He
                 onely
                 can
                 behold
                 .
                 II
              
               
                 O
                 heauie
                 heart
                 whose
                 harmes
                 .
                 III
              
               
                 In
                 hope
                 a
                 King
                 doth
                 goe
                 to
                 war.
                 IIII
              
               
                 Though
                 wit
                 bids
                 wil
                 to
                 blow
                 retreate
                 .
                 V
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 it
                 seemes
                 a
                 foolish
                 drift
                 .
                 VI
              
               
                 I
                 Can
                 no
                 more
                 but
                 hope
                 good
                 hart
                 .
                 VII
              
               
                 Who
                 loues
                 this
                 life
                 from
                 loue
                 his
                 loue
                 .
                 VIII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 .
                 IX
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 .
                 X
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voyces
                 :
              
               
                 Rest
                 with
                 your selues
                 .
                 XI
              
               
                 For
                 lust
                 is
                 fraile
                 ,
                 where
                 loue
                 .
                 XII
              
               
                 Shal
                 I
                 weepe
                 and
                 shee
                 s
                 a
                 feasting
                 .
                 XIII
              
               
                 Can
                 I
                 abide
                 this
                 praunsing
                 .
                 XIIII
              
               
                 The
                 sturdie
                 rocke
                 for
                 al
                 his
                 strength
                 .
                 XV
              
               
                 The
                 stately
                 stag
                 that
                 seemes
                 so
                 stout
                 .
                 XVI
              
               
                 VVhat
                 if
                 a
                 day
                 or
                 a
                 month
                 or
                 .
                 XVII
              
               
                 Earthes
                 but
                 a
                 point
                 to
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 XVIII
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 garden
                 in
                 her
                 face
                 .
                 XIX
              
               
                 Those
                 cheries
                 fairely
                 do
                 inclose
                 .
                 XX
              
               
                 Her
                 eyes
                 her
                 eyes
                 like
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXI
              
               
                 Behold
                 now
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord.
                 XXII
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 .
                 XXIII
              
               
                 The
                 sacred
                 quire
                 of
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               CANTVS
               SECVNDVS
            
             
               
                 Of
                 4.
                 voc
                 .
              
               
                 
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     man
                     vpright
                     of
                     life
                     ,
                     the
                     man
                     vpright
                     of
                     life
                     .ii.
                     whose
                     guiltles
                     heart
                     is
                     free
                     from
                     all
                     dishonest
                     deeds
                     from
                     al
                     dishonest
                     deedes
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     or
                     thought
                     of
                     vanitie
                     ,
                     that
                     man
                     whose
                     silent
                     dayes
                     in
                     harmeles
                     ioyes
                     are
                     spent
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cannot
                     delude
                     .ii.
                     nor
                     sorrow
                     dis╌con╌tent
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cānot
                     delude
                     ,
                     de╌lude
                     ,
                     nor
                     sorrow
                     discōtent
                     ,
                     that
                     man
                     needs
                     neither
                     towers
                     nor
                     armor
                     for
                     de╌fence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     ,
                     to
                     flie
                     from
                     thūders
                     vi╌olence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     ii
                     .
                     frō
                     thūders
                     violence
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HE
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     behold
                     ,
                     he
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     he
                     .ii.
                     with
                     vn╌affrighted
                     eyes
                     ,
                     the
                     horors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     ,
                     the
                     horrors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     ,
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     .
                     Thus
                     scor
                     ning
                     scorning
                     ,
                     scorning
                     all
                     the
                     cares
                     that
                     fate
                     or
                     fortune
                     brings
                     .
                     He
                     makes
                     his
                     heauē
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     his
                     wise╌dome
                     heauenly
                     things
                     good
                     thought
                     his
                     onely
                     friends
                     ,
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     wealth
                     a
                     well
                     spent
                     age
                     ,
                     the
                     earth
                     his
                     sober
                     Inne
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     quiet
                     pil╌gri╌mage
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     O
                     Heauy
                     hart
                     whose
                     harms
                     are
                     hid
                     thy
                     helpe
                     is
                     hurt
                     ,
                     thy
                     hap
                     is
                     hard
                     ,
                     if
                     thou
                     sholdst
                     break
                     ,
                     as
                     God
                     for╌bid
                     ,
                     forbid
                     thē
                     should
                     desert
                     want
                     his
                     re╌ward
                     ,
                     hope
                     wel
                     ;
                     hope
                     wel
                     to
                     haue
                     ,
                     hate
                     not
                     sweete
                     thoughts
                     ,
                     fowle
                     cru╌ell
                     storms
                     ;
                     fairer
                     calms
                     haue
                     brought
                     foule
                     cru╌ell
                     storms
                     faire
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     after
                     sharp
                     showers
                     the
                     sun
                     shines
                     faire
                     ,
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dis╌paire
                     ,
                     after
                     sharpe
                     showers
                     ,
                     the
                     sunne
                     shines
                     faire
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dis╌paire
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2
                     ,
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     IN
                     hope
                     a
                     king
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     king
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     louer
                     liues
                     ful
                     long
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     marchant
                     sailes
                     ful
                     far
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     iust
                     men
                     do
                     suffer
                     wrong
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowmā
                     sowes
                     ,
                     the
                     plowmā
                     sowes
                     his
                     seed
                     in
                     hope
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowman
                     sowes
                     his
                     seed
                     ,
                     thus
                     hope
                     helps
                     thousands
                     at
                     their
                     neede
                     ,
                     then
                     faint
                     not
                     hart
                     then
                     faint
                     not
                     hart
                     amongst
                     the
                     rest
                     ,
                     what
                     euer
                     chance
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     3.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THough
                     wit
                     bids
                     wil
                     to
                     blow
                     retreate
                     to
                     .ii.
                     to
                     .ii.
                     will
                     cā
                     not
                     worke
                     as
                     wit
                     would
                     wish
                     ,
                     when
                     that
                     the
                     Roch
                     doth
                     taste
                     the
                     bait
                     too
                     late
                     to
                     warne
                     the
                     hungrie
                     fish
                     ,
                     when
                     Cities
                     burn
                     on
                     fie╌rie
                     flame
                     great
                     ri╌uers
                     scarse
                     may
                     quench
                     the
                     same
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     quench
                     the
                     same
                     If
                     wit
                     if
                     wit
                     &
                     fancy
                     be
                     agreede
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     be
                     agreed
                     ,
                     and
                     fancy
                     be
                     agreede
                     ,
                     to
                     late
                     to
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     ,
                     to
                     .ii.
                     heed
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fourth
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     BVt
                     yet
                     it
                     seems
                     a
                     foolish
                     drift
                     ,
                     it
                     seems
                     a
                     foo╌lish
                     drift
                     ,
                     to
                     follow
                     wil
                     ,
                     &
                     leaue
                     the
                     wit
                     the
                     wanton
                     ,
                     wantō
                     horse
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     the
                     wanton
                     horse
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     staid
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     stayed
                     vppon
                     the
                     bit
                     ,
                     but
                     checke
                     a
                     horse
                     amid
                     his
                     race
                     ,
                     and
                     out
                     of
                     doubt
                     you
                     mar
                     his
                     pace
                     ,
                     though
                     wit
                     &
                     reason
                     doth
                     men
                     teach
                     ,
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     .ii.
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     a╌boue
                     their
                     reach
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fift
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     I
                     Can
                     no
                     more
                     but
                     hope
                     good
                     hart
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     for
                     thogh
                     the
                     worst
                     the
                     worst
                     doth
                     chāce
                     to
                     fal
                     ,
                     I
                     know
                     a
                     wile
                     shal
                     ease
                     I
                     know
                     a
                     wile
                     shall
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     a
                     wile
                     shal
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     &
                     turne
                     to
                     sweete
                     thy
                     sugred
                     gall
                     ,
                     when
                     thy
                     good
                     will
                     .ii.
                     painfull
                     suite
                     hath
                     shakt
                     the
                     tree
                     and
                     wants
                     hath
                     shakte
                     the
                     tree
                     .ii.
                     and
                     wants
                     the
                     fruit
                     then
                     keep
                     thou
                     patience
                     well
                     in
                     store
                     ,
                     that
                     so╌ueraine
                     salue
                     shall
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     that
                     soueraigne
                     salue
                     shall
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   WHo
                   loues
                   this
                   life
                   from
                   loue
                   his
                   loue
                   doth
                   erre
                   .ii.
                   &
                   chu╌sing
                   drosse
                   rich
                   treasure
                   doth
                   de╌nie
                   ,
                   doth
                   deny
                   ,
                   leauing
                   the
                   pearle
                   Christs
                   counsell
                   to
                   pre╌fer
                   .ii
                   ,
                   with
                   selling
                   al
                   ,
                   we
                   haue
                   the
                   same
                   to
                   buy
                   O
                   happy
                   soule
                   .ii.
                   ,
                   ii
                   .
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   a
                   sum
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   Kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   Kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   king╌dom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   O
                   happie
                   soule
                   .ii.
                   .ii.
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   a
                   sum
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   ,
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   ,
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   .ii.
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   com
                   ,
                   a
                   kingdō
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     MY
                     prime
                     of
                     youth
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     frost
                     of
                     cares
                     ,
                     my
                     feast
                     of
                     ioy
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     paine
                     ,
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     pain
                     ,
                     my
                     crop
                     of
                     corne
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     field
                     of
                     tares
                     and
                     all
                     my
                     good
                     is
                     but
                     vain
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     vaine
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sun
                     ,
                     &
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ii
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     don
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sunne
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     now
                     .ii.
                     my
                     life
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     spring
                     is
                     past
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     hath
                     not
                     sprung
                     ,
                     the
                     fruit
                     is
                     dead
                     and
                     yet
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     my
                     youth
                     is
                     gone
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     am
                     but
                     yong
                     ,
                     I
                     saw
                     the
                     world
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     :
                     ii
                     .
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     .ii
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     don
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     ;
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ;
                     &
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 Here
                 endeth
                 the
                 songs
                 of
                 foure
                 parts
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Of
                 5.
                 voc
                 .
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     REst
                     with
                     your selues
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     you
                     vaine
                     and
                     idle
                     braines
                     which
                     youth
                     and
                     age
                     in
                     lewdest
                     lust
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     lust
                     bestow
                     ,
                     and
                     find
                     out
                     frauds
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     and
                     vse
                     ten
                     thousand
                     traines
                     to
                     win
                     the
                     soyle
                     where
                     nought
                     but
                     sin
                     doth
                     grow
                     ,
                     to
                     win
                     the
                     soile
                     where
                     nought
                     but
                     sin
                     doth
                     grow
                     and
                     liue
                     with
                     me
                     ,
                     you
                     chast
                     and
                     honest
                     mindes
                     and
                     honest
                     mindes
                     which
                     do
                     your
                     liues
                     in
                     lawfull
                     loue
                     employ
                     &
                     know
                     no
                     sleights
                     ,
                     but
                     friends
                     for
                     vertue
                     finds
                     but
                     friends
                     for
                     vertue
                     finds
                     ,
                     and
                     loath
                     the
                     lust
                     ,
                     which
                     doth
                     the
                     soule
                     de╌stroy
                     ,
                     the
                     soule
                     destroy
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     FOr
                     lust
                     is
                     fraile
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     where
                     loue
                     is
                     e╌uer
                     sound
                     ,
                     lust
                     outward
                     sweet
                     ,
                     but
                     inward
                     bitter
                     gall
                     ,
                     a
                     shop
                     of
                     shewes
                     where
                     no
                     good
                     ware
                     is
                     found
                     ,
                     not
                     like
                     to
                     loue
                     ,
                     where
                     honest
                     faith
                     is
                     all
                     ,
                     so
                     that
                     is
                     lust
                     where
                     fancy
                     ebs
                     and
                     flowes
                     .ii.
                     and
                     hates
                     and
                     loues
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     as
                     beauty
                     dyes
                     .ii.
                     and
                     grows
                     ,
                     and
                     this
                     is
                     loue
                     where
                     friendship
                     firmly
                     stands
                     on
                     vertues
                     rock
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     ,
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     SHall
                     I
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     abide
                     this
                     ieasting
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     ,
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     ,
                     shall
                     I
                     .ii.
                     abide
                     this
                     ieasting
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     &
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     so
                     blind
                     thee
                     to
                     loue
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     fan╌cy
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ;
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii
                     ;
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     CAn
                     I
                     .ii.
                     can
                     I
                     abide
                     this
                     praunsing
                     ,
                     this
                     praunsing
                     this
                     praunsing
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     a
                     daunsing
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     a
                     daunsing
                     .
                     &
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daunsing
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     cruel
                     fancy
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     O
                     cruel
                     ,
                     cruel
                     ,
                     cruel
                     fancie
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     thou
                     goest
                     aboute
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     sturdie
                     rock
                     for
                     al
                     his
                     strength
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     ,
                     is
                     rent
                     in
                     twain
                     ,
                     the
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     marble
                     stone
                     ,
                     is
                     pearst
                     at
                     length
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     of
                     drisling
                     rain
                     the
                     &c
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     of
                     drisling
                     rainethe
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeelde
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vn╌to
                     the
                     yoake
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     ,
                     the
                     &c
                     the
                     steele
                     obeieth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     &c
                     .ii.
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     &c
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoak
                     ,
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoke
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     .ii.
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroake
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     stately
                     stagge
                     that
                     seemes
                     so
                     stoute
                     ,
                     with
                     yelping
                     yelping
                     yel
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     hounds
                     with
                     yel
                     &c
                     .ii
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     houndes
                     at
                     bay
                     is
                     set
                     ,
                     the
                     swiftest
                     birde
                     that
                     flies
                     a╌bout
                     ,
                     the
                     &c.
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     is
                     caught
                     ,
                     at
                     length
                     in
                     fow╌lers
                     net
                     ,
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brook
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiud
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiud
                     with
                     subtil
                     hook
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     is
                     &c
                     de
                     &c
                     is
                     soone
                     is
                     soone
                     de
                     &c.
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brook
                     is
                     soon
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiud
                     ,
                     deceiud
                     by
                     subtill
                     hook
                     by
                     subtle
                     hook
                     is
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     deceiude
                     by
                     subtil
                     hooke
                     ,
                     is
                     &c.
                     ii
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiude
                     by
                     subtill-hooke
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     WHat
                     if
                     a
                     day
                     or
                     a
                     month
                     or
                     a
                     year
                     crown
                     thy
                     delights
                     with
                     a
                     thou╌sand
                     sweet
                     contentings
                     ,
                     can
                     not
                     a
                     chance
                     of
                     a
                     night
                     or
                     an
                     howre
                     crosse
                     thy
                     desires
                     with
                     as
                     many
                     sad
                     tormentings
                     ,
                     fortune
                     ,
                     honor
                     ,
                     beauty
                     youth
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     blossoms
                     are
                     &c.
                     are
                     &c
                     dying
                     ,
                     wanton
                     pleasure
                     ,
                     doating
                     loue
                     are
                     but
                     shadowes
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     shadows
                     flying
                     ,
                     all
                     our
                     ioyes
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     i╌dle
                     thoughts
                     deceiuing
                     ,
                     none
                     haue
                     power
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     in
                     their
                     liues
                     be
                     ▪
                     rearing
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     EArthes
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     a
                     man
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     worlds
                     compared
                     centure
                     ,
                     shall
                     then
                     a
                     point
                     of
                     a
                     point
                     be
                     so
                     vaine
                     ,
                     as
                     to
                     tri╌umph
                     in
                     a
                     seely
                     points
                     aduenture
                     ,
                     all
                     is
                     hassard
                     that
                     we
                     haue
                     ,
                     there
                     is
                     nothing
                     nothing
                     .ii.
                     biding
                     ,
                     dayes
                     of
                     pleasure
                     are
                     like
                     streames
                     through
                     faire
                     medowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     faire
                     meadowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     faire
                     meadowes
                     gli╌ding
                     faire
                     medows
                     gli╌ding
                     ;
                     gliding
                     ,
                     time
                     doth
                     goe
                     ,
                     weale
                     and
                     wo
                     time
                     doth
                     go
                     ,
                     time
                     is
                     neuer
                     turning
                     ,
                     guide
                     our
                     states
                     secret
                     fates
                     guide
                     our
                     states
                     both
                     in
                     mirth
                     and
                     mourning
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THere
                     is
                     a
                     garden
                     in
                     her
                     face
                     ,
                     where
                     roses
                     and
                     white
                     lilies
                     grow
                     .ii.
                     
                     A
                     heauenly
                     paradise
                     ii
                     .
                     is
                     that
                     place
                     ,
                     wherein
                     all
                     pleasant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ,
                     wherin
                     al
                     pleasant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ii
                     .
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     .ii.
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     thēselus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     .ii.
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     thēselus
                     do
                     cry
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THose
                     cheries
                     fairly
                     do
                     inclose
                     of
                     orient
                     pearle
                     a
                     double
                     row
                     a
                     double
                     row
                     ,
                     which
                     when
                     her
                     louely
                     louely
                     laugh╌ter
                     showes
                     they
                     looke
                     like
                     rose
                     buds
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     with
                     snow
                     ●
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     Peere
                     nor
                     Prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     nor
                     Prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     chery
                     ripe
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     peere
                     nor
                     prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     nor
                     prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ii
                     .
                     cherry
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                     The
                     3
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HEr
                     eyes
                     her
                     eyes
                     like
                     Angels
                     watch
                     them
                     still
                     ii
                     .
                     ii
                     .
                     
                     
                     her
                     eies
                     like
                     angels
                     watch
                     thē
                     stil
                     her
                     brows
                     like
                     bēded
                     bows
                     do
                     stād
                     thretning
                     thretning
                     thretning
                     with
                     percing
                     frowns
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     al
                     that
                     approch
                     al
                     &c
                     with
                     eye
                     or
                     hād
                     al
                     ii
                     .
                     thes
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     ;
                     ii
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     these
                     cheries
                     to
                     &c.
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii
                     .ii.
                     thē
                     selus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     these
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ii
                     .
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ii
                     .
                     ii
                     .
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   BEhold
                   now
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   al
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   Behold
                   now
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   the
                   Lord
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   all
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   ye
                   that
                   by
                   night
                   stand
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ye
                   that
                   by
                   night
                   stand
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   euen
                   in
                   the
                   Courts
                   of
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   our
                   God
                   ,
                   lift
                   vp
                   your
                   hands
                   in
                   the
                   sanctuarie
                   ,
                   in
                   the
                   sanctuarie
                   and
                   prayse
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   and
                   prayse
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   the
                   Lord
                   that
                   made
                   both
                   heauen
                   and
                   earth
                   ,
                   that
                   made
                   both
                   heauen
                   &
                   earth
                   .
                   the
                   Lord
                   that
                   made
                   both
                   heauen
                   and
                   earth
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   
                   
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   ii
                   .
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   A-A
                   men
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   ALTVS
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     O
                     Lord
                     bow
                     down
                     thine
                     eare
                     vnto
                     our
                     prayers
                     our
                     prayers
                     which
                     we
                     make
                     to
                     thee
                     in
                     thy
                     sons
                     name
                     ,
                     O
                     &c
                     :
                     our
                     prayers
                     which
                     wee
                     make
                     to
                     thee
                     in
                     thy
                     sons
                     name
                     ,
                     and
                     for
                     his
                     sake
                     ,
                     preserue
                     our
                     gracious
                     King
                     and
                     Queene
                     ,
                     from
                     all
                     their
                     enemies
                     con
                     tinew
                     O
                     Lord
                     their
                     deliuerance
                     from
                     the
                     conspiracies
                     of
                     such
                     as
                     rise
                     a╌gainst
                     them
                     ,
                     preserue
                     also
                     his
                     royall
                     progenie
                     prince
                     Henrie
                     and
                     therest
                     ,
                     pre
                     .
                     &c
                     his
                     royal
                     progenie
                     Prince
                     Henrie
                     and
                     the
                     rest
                     ,
                     euen
                     through
                     the
                     same
                     our
                     Lord
                     Iesus
                     Christ
                     ,
                     euen
                     &c.
                     who
                     liueth
                     
                     
                     and
                     raigneth
                     with
                     thee
                     and
                     the
                     holy
                     Ghost
                     ,
                     who
                     &c.
                     .ii.
                     who
                     liueth
                     and
                     raigneth
                     with
                     thee
                     and
                     the
                     holy
                     Ghost
                     both
                     now
                     and
                     euer
                     ,
                     both
                     now
                     and
                     euer
                     A╌men
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                  
                   
                     
                       CHORVS
                    
                     
                     T
                     is
                     thou
                     O
                     Lord
                     ,
                     t
                     is
                     thou
                     O
                     Lord
                     through
                     strength
                     of
                     thy
                     right
                     hand
                     alone
                     ,
                     that
                     Sathans
                     secrets
                     hast
                     reuealde
                     ,
                     and
                     bloody
                     bloody
                     treasons
                     ouerthrowne
                     .
                     
                       bis
                       all
                       .
                    
                  
                
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
             
               TENOR
            
             
               AN
               HOWRES
               RECREAtion
               in
               Musicke
               ,
               apt
               for
               Instrumentes
               and
               Voyces
               .
               Framed
               for
               the
               delight
               of
               Gentlemen
               and
               others
               which
               are
               wel
               affected
               to
               that
               qualitie
               ,
               All
               for
               the
               most
               part
               with
               two
               trebles
               ,
               necessarie
               for
               such
               as
               teach
               in
               priuate
               families
               ,
               with
               a
               prayer
               for
               the
               long
               preseruation
               of
               the
               King
               and
               his
               posteritie
               ,
               and
               a
               thankesgiuing
               for
               the
               deliuerance
               of
               the
               whole
               estate
               from
               the
               late
               conspiracie
               .
            
             
               By
               RICHARD
               ALISON
               Gentleman
               and
               practitioner
               in
               this
               Arte.
               
            
             
               LONDON
               Printed
               by
               Iohn
               windet
               the
               Assigne
               
                 of
                 William
                 Barley
              
               ,
               and
               are
               to
               be
               sold
               at
               the
               Golden
               Anchore
               in
               
                 Pater
                 Noster
                 Row.
              
               1606.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               
                 Coat of arms of Sir John Scudamore, Knight
              
            
             
             
               To
               the
               right
               vvorthily
               honored
               and
               most
               free
               Respecter
               of
               all
               vertue
               ,
               his
               chiefly
               esteemde
               and
               singular
               good
               patrone
               Sir
               
                 Iohn
                 Scudamore
              
               Knight
               .
            
             
               HOw
               noble
               ,
               how
               auncient
               ,
               and
               how
               effectuall
               the
               Arte
               of
               Musicke
               is
               ,
               many
               excellent
               discourses
               of
               Theoristes
               deepely
               learned
               in
               the
               science
               haue
               already
               so
               confirmed
               &
               illustrated
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               seeme
               as
               much
               arrogancie
               in
               me
               to
               attempt
               the
               prayse
               thereof
               ,
               as
               it
               argues
               malice
               or
               ignorance
               in
               such
               as
               seeke
               to
               exclude
               it
               out
               of
               diuine
               ,
               or
               humaine
               societie
               .
               I
               will
               onely
               alledge
               one
               testimonie
               out
               of
               an
               Epistle
               ,
               which
               that
               auncient
               Father
               
                 Martin
                 Luther
              
               did
               write
               to
               Senfelius
               the
               Musician
               ,
               which
               is
               so
               ample
               in
               commendation
               of
               this
               art
               ,
               that
               it
               were
               superfluous
               to
               adde
               any
               other
               .
               Musicke
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
               to
               Diuels
               we
               know
               is
               hateful
               and
               intollerable
               ,
               and
               I
               plainely
               thinke
               neither
               am
               I
               ashamed
               to
               auerr
               it
               ,
               that
               next
               to
               Theologie
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               Arte
               comparable
               with
               Musicke
               :
               for
               it
               alone
               next
               to
               Theologie
               doth
               effect
               that
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               onely
               Theologie
               can
               performe
               ,
               that
               is
               ,
               a
               quiet
               and
               a
               chearefull
               minde
               .
               Now
               if
               Musicke
               merites
               so
               high
               a
               place
               ,
               as
               this
               holy
               man
               hath
               giuen
               it
               ,
               can
               wee
               deny
               loue
               and
               honour
               to
               them
               ,
               that
               with
               their
               grace
               and
               bounty
               raise
               the
               professors
               thereof
               ?
               Or
               to
               whome
               shal
               we
               that
               labour
               in
               this
               qualitie
               ,
               better
               recommend
               our
               workes
               ,
               then
               to
               our
               patrones
               and
               benefactors
               ?
               Receiue
               therefore
               (
               most
               honoured
               Knight
               and
               my
               worthiest
               Patrone
               )
               the
               fruites
               of
               your
               bounties
               and
               the
               effects
               of
               those
               quiet
               dayes
               ,
               which
               by
               your
               goodnes
               I
               haue
               enioyed
               .
               And
               as
               the
               glory
               of
               a
               new
               finisht
               house
               belonges
               not
               so
               much
               to
               the
               Worke-man
               that
               built
               it
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Lord
               that
               owes
               it
               ,
               so
               if
               any
               part
               of
               this
               new
               worke
               of
               mine
               can
               excite
               commendation
               ,
               the
               grace
               is
               chiefly
               yours
               ,
               though
               the
               labour
               mine
               .
               But
               because
               there
               is
               no
               man
               more
               distrustfull
               of
               his
               owne
               endeuours
               then
               I
               am
               my selfe
               ,
               by
               the
               weakenes
               of
               my
               nature
               :
               I
               beseech
               you
               receiue
               my
               labours
               howsoeuer
               into
               your
               protection
               ,
               whose
               worth
               can
               best
               countenance
               thē
               from
               misfortune
               ,
               &
               spirit
               defend
               them
               ,
               I
               will
               onely
               assist
               you
               with
               a
               poore
               mans
               bounty
               ,
               I
               meane
               my
               many
               humble
               prayers
               to
               the
               highest
               protector
               ,
               beseeching
               him
               to
               blesse
               you
               with
               long
               life
               and
               prosperity
               to
               his
               glorie
               and
               our
               comforts
               ,
               that
               must
               euer
               owe
               you
               our
               seruice
               and
               loue
               .
            
             
               
                 
                   Your
                   VVor.
                   wholy
                   deuoted
                
                 Richard
                 Alison
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voyces
                 .
              
               
                 The
                 man
                 vpright
                 of
                 life
                 .
                 I
              
               
                 He
                 onely
                 can
                 behold
                 .
                 II
              
               
                 O
                 heauie
                 heart
                 whose
                 harmes
                 .
                 III
              
               
                 In
                 hope
                 a
                 King
                 doth
                 goe
                 to
                 war.
                 IIII
              
               
                 Though
                 wit
                 bids
                 wil
                 to
                 blow
                 retreate
                 .
                 V
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 it
                 seemes
                 a
                 foolish
                 drift
                 .
                 VI
              
               
                 I
                 Can
                 no
                 more
                 but
                 hope
                 good
                 hart
                 .
                 VII
              
               
                 Who
                 loues
                 this
                 life
                 from
                 loue
                 his
                 loue
                 .
                 VIII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 .
                 IX
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 .
                 X
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voyces
                 :
              
               
                 Rest
                 with
                 your selues
                 .
                 XI
              
               
                 For
                 lust
                 is
                 fraile
                 ,
                 where
                 loue
                 .
                 XII
              
               
                 Shal
                 I
                 weepe
                 and
                 shee
                 s
                 a
                 feasting
                 .
                 XIII
              
               
                 Can
                 I
                 abide
                 this
                 praunsing
                 .
                 XIIII
              
               
                 The
                 sturdie
                 rocke
                 for
                 al
                 his
                 strength
                 .
                 XV
              
               
                 The
                 stately
                 stag
                 that
                 seemes
                 so
                 stout
                 .
                 XVI
              
               
                 VVhat
                 if
                 a
                 day
                 or
                 a
                 month
                 or
                 .
                 XVII
              
               
                 Earthes
                 but
                 a
                 point
                 to
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 XVIII
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 garden
                 in
                 her
                 face
                 .
                 XIX
              
               
                 Those
                 cheries
                 fairely
                 do
                 inclose
                 .
                 XX
              
               
                 Her
                 eyes
                 her
                 eyes
                 like
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXI
              
               
                 Behold
                 now
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord.
                 XXII
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 .
                 XXIII
              
               
                 The
                 sacred
                 quire
                 of
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               TENOR
               .
            
             
               
                 Of
                 4.
                 voc
                 .
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     man
                     vpright
                     .ii.
                     of
                     life
                     the
                     man
                     vpright
                     the
                     man
                     vpright
                     of
                     life
                     whose
                     guilt╌les
                     hart
                     is
                     free
                     from
                     all
                     dishonest
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     deeds
                     from
                     al
                     dishonest
                     deedes
                     ,
                     from
                     all
                     dishonest
                     deeds
                     ,
                     or
                     thought
                     of
                     vanitie
                     ,
                     that
                     mā
                     whose
                     silēt
                     dayes
                     in
                     harmeles
                     ioyes
                     are
                     spent
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cannot
                     delude
                     nor
                     sorrow
                     dis╌con╌tent
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cānot
                     delude
                     ,
                     nor
                     sorrow
                     discōtent
                     that
                     man
                     needs
                     neither
                     towers
                     nor
                     armor
                     for
                     defence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     from
                     thun╌ders
                     violence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     frō
                     thūders
                     vio
                     lence
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HE
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     .ii.
                     with
                     vnaffrighted
                     eies
                     he
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     behold
                     with
                     vnaffrighted
                     eyes
                     ,
                     the
                     horors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     ,
                     the
                     horrors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     ,
                     the
                     deepe
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     :
                     Thus
                     scorning
                     scorning
                     ,
                     scorning
                     all
                     the
                     cares
                     that
                     fate
                     or
                     fortune
                     brings
                     .
                     He
                     makes
                     his
                     heauē
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     his
                     booke
                     he
                     makes
                     his
                     heauen
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     his
                     wisedome
                     heauenly
                     thinges
                     good
                     thoughts
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     wealth
                     a
                     well
                     spent
                     age
                     ,
                     the
                     earth
                     his
                     sober
                     Inne
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     the
                     earth
                     his
                     sober
                     inne
                     ,
                     &
                     quiet
                     pilgrimage
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     O
                     Heauy
                     hart
                     whose
                     harms
                     are
                     hid
                     thy
                     helpe
                     is
                     hurt
                     ,
                     is
                     hurt
                     ,
                     thy
                     hap
                     is
                     hard
                     ,
                     if
                     thou
                     sholdst
                     break
                     ,
                     as
                     God
                     for╌bid
                     ,
                     shouldst
                     breake
                     ,
                     as
                     God
                     forbid
                     ,
                     thē
                     should
                     desert
                     want
                     his
                     re╌ward
                     hope
                     wel
                     ;
                     hope
                     wel
                     to
                     haue
                     ,
                     hate
                     not
                     sweete
                     thoughts
                     ,
                     fowle
                     cru╌ell
                     storms
                     ;
                     fairer
                     calms
                     foule
                     cru╌ell
                     storms
                     fairer
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     fairer
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     after
                     sharp
                     showers
                     the
                     sun
                     shines
                     faire
                     ,
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dis╌paire
                     ,
                     after
                     sharpe
                     showers
                     ,
                     the
                     sun
                     shines
                     faire
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dis╌paire
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2
                     ,
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     IN
                     hope
                     a
                     king
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     lo╌uer
                     liues
                     fullong
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     marchant
                     sailes
                     ful
                     far
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     iust
                     men
                     do
                     suf╌fer
                     wrong
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowmā
                     sowes
                     his
                     seed
                     .ii.
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowman
                     sowes
                     his
                     seed
                     ,
                     thus
                     hope
                     helps
                     thousands
                     at
                     their
                     need
                     then
                     faint
                     not
                     hart
                     then
                     faint
                     not
                     hart
                     a╌mōg
                     the
                     rest
                     ,
                     what
                     euer
                     chance
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     the
                     best
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     3.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THough
                     wit
                     bids
                     wil
                     to
                     blow
                     retreate
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     will
                     cānot
                     worke
                     as
                     wit
                     would
                     wish
                     ,
                     when
                     that
                     the
                     Roch
                     doth
                     taste
                     the
                     bait
                     too
                     late
                     to
                     warne
                     the
                     hungrie
                     fish
                     ,
                     when
                     Cities
                     burn
                     on
                     fierie
                     flame
                     great
                     ri╌uers
                     scarse
                     may
                     quench
                     the
                     same
                     ,
                     great
                     riuers
                     scarse
                     may
                     quench
                     the
                     same
                     ,
                     If
                     wil
                     &
                     fancy
                     be
                     a╌greede
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     and
                     fancy
                     bee
                     a╌greede
                     ,
                     to
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     ,
                     to
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fourth
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     BVt
                     yet
                     it
                     seems
                     it
                     seemes
                     a
                     foolish
                     drift
                     ,
                     to
                     follow
                     wil
                     &
                     leaue
                     the
                     wit
                     .ii.
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     wanton
                     ,
                     wantō
                     horse
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     the
                     wanton
                     wanton
                     horse
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     staid
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     stayed
                     vppon
                     the
                     bit
                     ,
                     but
                     checke
                     a
                     horse
                     amid
                     his
                     race
                     ,
                     and
                     out
                     of
                     doubt
                     you
                     mar
                     his
                     pace
                     ,
                     though
                     wit
                     &
                     reason
                     doth
                     men
                     teach
                     ,
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     aboue
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     .ii.
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fift
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     I
                     Can
                     no
                     more
                     but
                     hope
                     good
                     hart
                     ,
                     for
                     though
                     the
                     worst
                     doth
                     chāce
                     to
                     fal
                     ,
                     I
                     know
                     a
                     wile
                     shal
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     
                     I
                     know
                     a
                     wile
                     shal
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     &
                     turne
                     to
                     sweete
                     thy
                     sugred
                     gall
                     ,
                     when
                     thy
                     good
                     will
                     good
                     will
                     &
                     painful
                     suite
                     hath
                     shakt
                     the
                     tree
                     .ii.
                     and
                     wants
                     &
                     wants
                     the
                     fruit
                     then
                     keepe
                     thou
                     patience
                     well
                     in
                     store
                     ,
                     that
                     so╌ueraine
                     salue
                     shall
                     ,
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     that
                     soueraigne
                     salue
                     shall
                     healethy
                     fore
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   WHo
                   loues
                   this
                   life
                   from
                   loue
                   his
                   loue
                   doth
                   erre
                   .ii.
                   &
                   chu╌sing
                   drosse
                   rich
                   treasure
                   doth
                   de╌nie
                   ,
                   leauing
                   the
                   pearle
                   Christs
                   counsell
                   to
                   pre╌fer
                   .ii
                   ,
                   with
                   selling
                   al
                   ,
                   we
                   haue
                   the
                   same
                   to
                   buy
                   O
                   happy
                   soule
                   ii
                   .
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   disburse
                   a
                   sum
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   Kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   Kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   a
                   king╌dom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   O
                   happie
                   soule
                   .ii.
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   disburse
                   a
                   summe
                   to
                   gain
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gain
                   ,
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   cum
                   a
                   kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   kingdō
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     MY
                     prime
                     of
                     youth
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     frost
                     of
                     cares
                     ,
                     my
                     feast
                     of
                     ioy
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     pain
                     ,
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     pain
                     ,
                     my
                     crop
                     of
                     corne
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     field
                     of
                     tares
                     and
                     all
                     my
                     good
                     is
                     but
                     vain
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     vaine
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sun
                     ,
                     &
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ii
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     don
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sun
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     spring
                     is
                     past
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     hath
                     not
                     sprung
                     ,
                     the
                     fruit
                     is
                     dead
                     and
                     yet
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     my
                     youth
                     is
                     gone
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     am
                     but
                     yong
                     ,
                     I
                     saw
                     the
                     world
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     .ii.
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 Here
                 endeth
                 the
                 songs
                 of
                 foure
                 parts
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     REst
                     with
                     your selues
                     .i..
                     .ii.
                     you
                     vaine
                     and
                     idle
                     braines
                     which
                     youth
                     and
                     age
                     in
                     lewdest
                     lust
                     bestow
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     and
                     find
                     out
                     frauds
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     and
                     vse
                     ten
                     thousand
                     trains
                     to
                     win
                     the
                     soil
                     wher
                     naught
                     but
                     sin
                     doth
                     grow
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     and
                     liue
                     with
                     me
                     ,
                     you
                     chast
                     &
                     honest
                     mindes
                     &
                     &c
                     .ii.
                     which
                     do
                     your
                     liues
                     in
                     lawful
                     loue
                     employ
                     &
                     know
                     no
                     sleights
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     but
                     friends
                     for
                     vertue
                     finds
                     and
                     loath
                     the
                     lust
                     ,
                     which
                     doth
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     soule
                     de╌stroy
                     ,
                     the
                     soule
                     destroy
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     FOr
                     lust
                     is
                     fraile
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     where
                     loue
                     is
                     e╌uer
                     sound
                     ,
                     lust
                     outward
                     sweet
                     ,
                     but
                     inward
                     bitter
                     gall
                     a
                     shop
                     of
                     shewes
                     where
                     no
                     good
                     ware
                     is
                     found
                     ,
                     not
                     like
                     to
                     loue
                     ;
                     where
                     honest
                     faith
                     is
                     all
                     ,
                     so
                     that
                     is
                     lust
                     where
                     fancy
                     ebs
                     and
                     flowes
                     .ii.
                     where
                     fancy
                     ebs
                     &
                     flowes
                     and
                     hates
                     and
                     loues
                     as
                     beauty
                     dyes
                     as
                     beauty
                     dies
                     &
                     grows
                     ,
                     and
                     this
                     is
                     loue
                     where
                     friendship
                     firmly
                     stands
                     on
                     vertues
                     rocke
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     ,
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     SHall
                     I
                     shall
                     ,
                     I
                     abide
                     this
                     ieasting
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     ,
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     ,
                     shall
                     I
                     shall
                     I
                     abide
                     this
                     ieasting
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruel
                     fancie
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     ii
                     .
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     fancy
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     CAn
                     I
                     can
                     I
                     can
                     I
                     abide
                     .ii.
                     this
                     praunsing
                     ,
                     this
                     praunsing
                     ,
                     I
                     weepe
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daūsing
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     a
                     daunsing
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     a
                     daunsing
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     cruel
                     fancy
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     O
                     cruel
                     ,
                     cruel
                     ,
                     cruel
                     fancie
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     sturdie
                     rock
                     for
                     al
                     his
                     strength
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     ,
                     is
                     rent
                     the
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     in
                     twain
                     ,
                     the
                     marble
                     stone
                     ,
                     is
                     pearst
                     at
                     length
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     the
                     &c
                     .ii
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     of
                     raine
                     the
                     ii
                     .
                     by
                     little
                     drops
                     of
                     drisling
                     rain
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeelde
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     .ii
                     ,
                     the
                     steel
                     obeieth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     &c
                     .ii.
                     the
                     steel
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoak
                     ,
                     the
                     .ii.
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     &c
                     ii
                     .
                     the
                     .ii.
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroake
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     stately
                     stagge
                     that
                     seemes
                     so
                     stoute
                     ,
                     that
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     by
                     yelping
                     hounds
                     by
                     yelping
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     hounds
                     by
                     yelping
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ii
                     .
                     hounds
                     at
                     bay
                     is
                     set
                     ,
                     the
                     swiftest
                     birde
                     that
                     flies
                     a╌bout
                     ,
                     about
                     the
                     swif
                     &c
                     .ii.
                     the
                     &c
                     is
                     caught
                     ,
                     at
                     length
                     in
                     fowlers
                     net
                     ,
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brook
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiud
                     is
                     &c.
                     .i.
                     deceiud
                     with
                     subtil
                     hook
                     ,
                     is
                     &c
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     by
                     subtil
                     hooke
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiude
                     ,
                     by
                     subtil
                     hook
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brook
                     is
                     soon
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiud
                     ,
                     is
                     &c
                     deceiud
                     by
                     subtill
                     hook
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     by
                     subtil
                     hooke
                     ,
                     is
                     soon
                     deceiude
                     by
                     sub╌til
                     hooke
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     WHat
                     if
                     a
                     day
                     or
                     a
                     month
                     or
                     a
                     year
                     crown
                     thy
                     delights
                     with
                     a
                     thou╌sand
                     sweet
                     contentings
                     ,
                     can
                     not
                     a
                     chance
                     of
                     a
                     night
                     or
                     an
                     howre
                     crosse
                     thy
                     desires
                     with
                     as
                     many
                     sad
                     tormentings
                     ,
                     fortune
                     ,
                     honor
                     ,
                     beauty
                     youth
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     blossoms
                     are
                     ii
                     .
                     .ii.
                     dying
                     ,
                     wanton
                     pleasure
                     ,
                     doating
                     loue
                     are
                     but
                     sha╌dowes
                     ,
                     are
                     are
                     flying
                     ,
                     all
                     our
                     ioyes
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     ,
                     i╌dle
                     thoughts
                     de╌ceiuing
                     ,
                     none
                     haue
                     power
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     in
                     their
                     liues
                     be╌rea╌uing
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     EArthes
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     a
                     man
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     worlds
                     compared
                     centure
                     ;
                     shall
                     then
                     a
                     point
                     of
                     a
                     point
                     be
                     so
                     vaine
                     ,
                     as
                     to
                     tri╌umph
                     in
                     a
                     seely
                     points
                     aduenture
                     ,
                     all
                     is
                     hassard
                     that
                     we
                     haue
                     ,
                     there
                     is
                     nothing
                     nothing
                     there
                     is
                     nothing
                     nothing
                     biding
                     ,
                     dayes
                     of
                     pleasure
                     are
                     like
                     streames
                     through
                     faire
                     medowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     meadowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     through
                     faire
                     meadows
                     through
                     faire
                     medows
                     gli╌ding
                     wealth
                     and
                     wo
                     time
                     doth
                     goe
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     time
                     is
                     neuer
                     turning
                     ,
                     secret
                     fates
                     guide
                     our
                     states
                     both
                     in
                     mirth
                     both
                     in
                     mirth
                     and
                     mourning
                     :
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THere
                     is
                     a
                     &c
                     where
                     roses
                     and
                     white
                     lilies
                     grow
                     a
                     heauenly
                     paradise
                     is
                     that
                     place
                     ,
                     A
                     heauenly
                     heauenly
                     paradise
                     is
                     that
                     place
                     ,
                     where
                     in
                     all
                     pleasant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ,
                     wherin
                     al
                     pleasant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ,
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     .ii.
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     thēselus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     grow
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     .ii.
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ,
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     che╌rie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     thēselus
                     do
                     cry
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THose
                     cheries
                     fairly
                     do
                     inclose
                     of
                     orient
                     pearle
                     a
                     double
                     row
                     of
                     &c
                     which
                     when
                     her
                     louely
                     louely
                     laughter
                     shows
                     .ii
                     they
                     looke
                     like
                     rose
                     buds
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     they
                     looke
                     like
                     rose
                     buds
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     Peere
                     not
                     Prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     all
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     thēselues
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     peere
                     nor
                     prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     ii
                     .
                     .ii.
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ▪
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     iii.
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     :
                  
                
                 
                   
                     The
                     3
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HEr
                     eyes
                     her
                     eyes
                     like
                     Angels
                     watch
                     them
                     still
                     watch
                     &c.
                     her
                     eyes
                     
                     
                     her
                     &c.
                     like
                     angels
                     watch
                     &c
                     her
                     brows
                     like
                     bēded
                     bows
                     do
                     stād
                     thretning
                     .ii.
                     .ii.
                     with
                     percing
                     frowns
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     ii
                     .
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     al
                     that
                     aproch
                     with
                     eye
                     or
                     hād
                     ii
                     .
                     approch
                     with
                     eye
                     or
                     hād
                     thes
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     these
                     cheries
                     to
                     &c.
                     these
                     &c.
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     till
                     &c
                     ripe
                     ;
                     ii
                     ripe
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .ii
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     thē
                     selus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     these
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     these
                     cheries
                     to
                     &c.
                     these
                     &c
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     till
                     &c.
                     ripe
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     til
                     &c.
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ii
                     .
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     thēselus
                     do
                     cry
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   BEhold
                   now
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   al
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   Behold
                   now
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   all
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   all
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   ye
                   that
                   by
                   night
                   stand
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ye
                   that
                   by
                   night
                   stand
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   euen
                   in
                   the
                   Courts
                   of
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   our
                   God
                   ,
                   lift
                   vp
                   your
                   hands
                   in
                   the
                   sanctuarie
                   ,
                   and
                   prayse
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   and
                   prayse
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   the
                   Lord
                   that
                   made
                   both
                   heauen
                   and
                   earth
                   ,
                   that
                   made
                   both
                   heauen
                   &
                   earth
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   giue
                   
                   
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   ,
                   A
                   men
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   O
                   Lord
                   bow
                   down
                   thine
                   eare
                   vnto
                   our
                   prayers
                   which
                   we
                   make
                   to
                   thee
                   in
                   thy
                   sons
                   name
                   ,
                   O
                   &c
                   :
                   .ii.
                   
                   O
                   Lord
                   bow
                   down
                   thine
                   eare
                   vnto
                   our
                   prayers
                   which
                   we
                   make
                   to
                   thee
                   in
                   thy
                   sons
                   name
                   ,
                   and
                   for
                   his
                   sake
                   ,
                   preserue
                   our
                   gracious
                   King
                   and
                   Queen
                   from
                   all
                   their
                   enemies
                   continew
                   O
                   Lord
                   their
                   deliuerance
                   from
                   the
                   conspi╌racies
                   of
                   al
                   such
                   as
                   rise
                   vp
                   against
                   them
                   ,
                   preserue
                   also
                   his
                   royall
                   progenie
                   pre
                   .
                   &c
                   .ii.
                   preserue
                   also
                   his
                   royal
                   progenie
                   Prince
                   Henrie
                   and
                   the
                   rest
                   ,
                   euen
                   through
                   the
                   same
                   our
                   Lord
                   Iesus
                   Christ
                   ,
                   who
                   liueth
                   and
                   raigneth
                   
                   
                   with
                   thee
                   ,
                   who
                   &c.
                   .ii.
                   and
                   the
                   holy
                   Ghost
                   ,
                   who
                   liueth
                   and
                   raigneth
                   with
                   thee
                   and
                   the
                   holy
                   Ghost
                   both
                   now
                   and
                   euer
                   A╌men
                   ,
                   Amen
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                
                 
                   
                
                 
                   
                   
                     CHORVS
                  
                   T
                   is
                   thou
                   O
                   Lord
                   ,
                   through
                   strength
                   of
                   thy
                   right
                   hand
                   alone
                   alone
                   ,
                   that
                   Sathans
                   secrets
                   hast
                   reuealde
                   ,
                   and
                   bloody
                   bloody
                   treasons
                   ouerthrowne
                   .
                   
                     bis
                     all
                     .
                  
                
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
             
               BASSVS
            
             
               AN
               HOWRES
               RECREAtion
               in
               Musicke
               ,
               apt
               for
               Instrumentes
               and
               Voyces
               .
               Framed
               for
               the
               delight
               of
               Gentlemen
               and
               others
               which
               are
               wel
               affected
               to
               that
               qualitie
               ,
               All
               for
               the
               most
               part
               with
               two
               trebles
               ,
               necessarie
               for
               such
               as
               teach
               in
               priuate
               families
               ,
               with
               a
               prayer
               for
               the
               long
               preseruation
               of
               the
               King
               and
               his
               posteritie
               ,
               and
               a
               thankesgiuing
               for
               the
               deliuerance
               of
               the
               whole
               estate
               from
               the
               late
               conspiracie
               .
            
             
               By
               RICHARD
               ALISON
               Gentleman
               and
               practitioner
               in
               this
               Arte.
               
            
             
               LONDON
               Printed
               by
               Iohn
               windet
               the
               Assigne
               
                 of
                 William
                 Barley
              
               ,
               and
               are
               to
               be
               sold
               at
               the
               Golden
               Anchore
               in
               
                 Pater
                 Noster
                 Row.
              
               1606.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               
                 Coat of arms of Sir John Scudamore, Knight
              
            
             
             
               To
               the
               right
               vvorthily
               honored
               and
               most
               free
               Respecter
               of
               all
               vertue
               ,
               his
               chiefly
               esteemde
               and
               singular
               good
               patrone
               Sir
               
                 Iohn
                 Scudamore
              
               Knight
               .
            
             
               HOw
               noble
               ,
               how
               auncient
               ,
               and
               how
               effectuall
               the
               Arte
               of
               Musicke
               is
               ,
               many
               excellent
               discourses
               of
               Theoristes
               deepely
               learned
               in
               the
               science
               haue
               already
               so
               confirmed
               &
               illustrated
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               seeme
               as
               much
               arrogancie
               in
               me
               to
               attempt
               the
               prayse
               thereof
               ,
               as
               it
               argues
               malice
               or
               ignorance
               in
               such
               as
               seeke
               to
               exclude
               it
               out
               of
               diuine
               ,
               or
               humaine
               societie
               .
               I
               will
               onely
               alledge
               one
               testimonie
               out
               of
               an
               Epistle
               ,
               which
               that
               auncient
               Father
               
                 Martin
                 Luther
              
               did
               write
               to
               Senfelius
               the
               Musician
               ,
               which
               is
               so
               ample
               in
               commendation
               of
               this
               art
               ,
               that
               it
               were
               superfluous
               to
               adde
               any
               other
               .
               Musicke
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
               to
               Diuels
               we
               know
               is
               hateful
               and
               intollerable
               ,
               and
               I
               plainely
               thinke
               neither
               am
               I
               ashamed
               to
               auerr
               it
               ,
               that
               next
               to
               Theologie
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               Arte
               comparable
               with
               Musicke
               :
               for
               it
               alone
               next
               to
               Theologie
               doth
               effect
               that
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               onely
               Theologie
               can
               performe
               ,
               that
               is
               ,
               a
               quiet
               and
               a
               chearefull
               minde
               .
               Now
               if
               Musicke
               merites
               so
               high
               a
               place
               ,
               as
               this
               holy
               man
               hath
               giuen
               it
               ,
               can
               wee
               deny
               loue
               and
               honour
               to
               them
               ,
               that
               with
               their
               grace
               and
               bounty
               raise
               the
               professors
               thereof
               ?
               Or
               to
               whome
               shal
               we
               that
               labour
               in
               this
               qualitie
               ,
               better
               recommend
               our
               workes
               ,
               then
               to
               our
               patrones
               and
               benefactors
               ?
               Receiue
               therefore
               (
               most
               honoured
               Knight
               and
               my
               worthiest
               Patrone
               )
               the
               fruites
               of
               your
               bounties
               and
               the
               effects
               of
               those
               quiet
               dayes
               ,
               which
               by
               your
               goodnes
               I
               haue
               enioyed
               .
               And
               as
               the
               glory
               of
               a
               new
               finisht
               house
               belonges
               not
               so
               much
               to
               the
               Worke-man
               that
               built
               it
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Lord
               that
               owes
               it
               ,
               so
               if
               any
               part
               of
               this
               new
               worke
               of
               mine
               can
               excite
               commendation
               ,
               the
               grace
               is
               chiefly
               yours
               ,
               though
               the
               labour
               mine
               .
               But
               because
               there
               is
               no
               man
               more
               distrustfull
               of
               his
               owne
               endeuours
               then
               I
               am
               my selfe
               ,
               by
               the
               weakenes
               of
               my
               nature
               :
               I
               beseech
               you
               receiue
               my
               labours
               howsoeuer
               into
               your
               protection
               ,
               whose
               worth
               can
               best
               countenance
               thē
               from
               misfortune
               ,
               &
               spirit
               defend
               them
               ,
               I
               will
               onely
               assist
               you
               with
               a
               poore
               mans
               bounty
               ,
               I
               meane
               my
               many
               humble
               prayers
               to
               the
               highest
               protector
               ,
               beseeching
               him
               to
               blesse
               you
               with
               long
               life
               and
               prosperity
               to
               his
               glorie
               and
               our
               comforts
               ,
               that
               must
               euer
               owe
               you
               our
               seruice
               and
               loue
               .
            
             
               
                 
                   Your
                   VVor.
                   wholy
                   deuoted
                
                 Richard
                 Alison
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voyces
                 .
              
               
                 The
                 man
                 vpright
                 of
                 life
                 .
                 I
              
               
                 He
                 onely
                 can
                 behold
                 .
                 II
              
               
                 O
                 heauie
                 heart
                 whose
                 harmes
                 .
                 III
              
               
                 In
                 hope
                 a
                 King
                 doth
                 goe
                 to
                 war.
                 IIII
              
               
                 Though
                 wit
                 bids
                 wil
                 to
                 blow
                 retreate
                 .
                 V
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 it
                 seemes
                 a
                 foolish
                 drift
                 .
                 VI
              
               
                 I
                 Can
                 no
                 more
                 but
                 hope
                 good
                 hart
                 .
                 VII
              
               
                 Who
                 loues
                 this
                 life
                 from
                 loue
                 his
                 loue
                 .
                 VIII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 .
                 IX
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 .
                 X
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voyces
                 :
              
               
                 Rest
                 with
                 your selues
                 .
                 XI
              
               
                 For
                 lust
                 is
                 fraile
                 ,
                 where
                 loue
                 .
                 XII
              
               
                 Shal
                 I
                 weepe
                 and
                 shee
                 s
                 a
                 feasting
                 .
                 XIII
              
               
                 Can
                 I
                 abide
                 this
                 praunsing
                 .
                 XIIII
              
               
                 The
                 sturdie
                 rocke
                 for
                 al
                 his
                 strength
                 .
                 XV
              
               
                 The
                 stately
                 stag
                 that
                 seemes
                 so
                 stout
                 .
                 XVI
              
               
                 VVhat
                 if
                 a
                 day
                 or
                 a
                 month
                 or
                 .
                 XVII
              
               
                 Earthes
                 but
                 a
                 point
                 to
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 XVIII
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 garden
                 in
                 her
                 face
                 .
                 XIX
              
               
                 Those
                 cheries
                 fairely
                 do
                 inclose
                 .
                 XX
              
               
                 Her
                 eyes
                 her
                 eyes
                 like
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXI
              
               
                 Behold
                 now
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord.
                 XXII
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 .
                 XXIII
              
               
                 The
                 sacred
                 quire
                 of
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               BASSVS
            
             
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     man
                     vpright
                     of
                     life
                     .ii.
                     the
                     man
                     vpright
                     vpright
                     ,
                     whose
                     guiltles
                     heart
                     is
                     free
                     from
                     all
                     dishonest
                     deeds
                     .ii.
                     from
                     all
                     dishonest
                     deedes
                     ,
                     or
                     thought
                     of
                     vanitie
                     ,
                     that
                     man
                     whose
                     silent
                     dayes
                     in
                     harmeles
                     ioyes
                     are
                     spent
                     ,
                     whome
                     hopes
                     cannot
                     delude
                     ,
                     delude
                     ,
                     whom
                     hopes
                     cannot
                     delude
                     ,
                     delude
                     ,
                     nor
                     sorrowes
                     discontent
                     that
                     man
                     needes
                     neither
                     towers
                     nor
                     armor
                     for
                     defence
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     to
                     flie
                     ,
                     nor
                     secret
                     vautes
                     to
                     flie
                     ,
                     to
                     flie
                     from
                     thunders
                     violence
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HE
                     onely
                     can
                     behold
                     with
                     vnaffrighted
                     eies
                     hee
                     .ii.
                     with
                     vnaffrighted
                     eyes
                     ,
                     the
                     horrors
                     of
                     the
                     deep
                     ,
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     ,
                     the
                     horrors
                     of
                     the
                     deepe
                     ,
                     &
                     terrors
                     of
                     the
                     skies
                     :
                     Thus
                     scorning
                     scorning
                     ,
                     scorning
                     all
                     the
                     cares
                     that
                     fate
                     or
                     fortune
                     bringes
                     .
                     He
                     makes
                     his
                     heauē
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     his
                     heauen
                     his
                     booke
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     his
                     wisedome
                     heauenly
                     thinges
                     good
                     thoughts
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     onely
                     friendes
                     ,
                     his
                     wealth
                     a
                     well
                     spent
                     age
                     ,
                     the
                     earth
                     his
                     sober
                     Inne
                     ,
                     his
                     sober
                     Inne
                     ,
                     .ii
                     ,
                     &
                     quiet
                     pilgrimage
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     O
                     Heauy
                     hart
                     whose
                     harms
                     are
                     hid
                     thy
                     helpe
                     is
                     hurt
                     ,
                     is
                     hurt
                     ,
                     thy
                     hap
                     is
                     hard
                     ,
                     if
                     thou
                     shouldst
                     break
                     ,
                     as
                     God
                     for╌bid
                     ,
                     then
                     should
                     desert
                     want
                     his
                     re╌warde
                     ,
                     hope
                     wel
                     ;
                     hope
                     wel
                     to
                     haue
                     ,
                     hate
                     not
                     sweete
                     thought
                     ,
                     sweete
                     thought
                     ,
                     fowle
                     cruell
                     storms
                     ;
                     fairer
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     fairer
                     calmes
                     haue
                     brought
                     ,
                     after
                     sharpe
                     showers
                     the
                     sun
                     shines
                     fairer
                     ,
                     hope
                     cums
                     likewise
                     after
                     dispaire
                     ,
                     after
                     sharpe
                     showers
                     ,
                     the
                     sunne
                     shines
                     fairer
                     hope
                     cums
                     like╌wise
                     after
                     dispaire
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     IN
                     hope
                     a
                     king
                     doth
                     go
                     to
                     war
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     louer
                     liues
                     ful
                     long
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     a
                     marchant
                     sailes
                     ful
                     far
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     iust
                     men
                     do
                     suffer
                     wrong
                     ,
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowman
                     sowes
                     his
                     seede
                     ,
                     in
                     .ii.
                     in
                     hope
                     the
                     plowman
                     sowes
                     his
                     seed
                     :
                     thus
                     hope
                     helps
                     thousands
                     at
                     their
                     neede
                     ,
                     then
                     faint
                     not
                     hart
                     among
                     the
                     rest
                     ,
                     what
                     euer
                     chance
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     ;
                     what
                     euer
                     chance
                     hope
                     thou
                     the
                     best
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     3.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THough
                     wit
                     bids
                     will
                     to
                     blow
                     retreate
                     to
                     .ii.
                     to
                     .ii.
                     will
                     cannot
                     worke
                     as
                     wit
                     would
                     wish
                     ,
                     when
                     that
                     the
                     Roch
                     doth
                     taste
                     the
                     bait
                     too
                     late
                     ,
                     to
                     warne
                     the
                     hungrie
                     fish
                     ,
                     when
                     Cities
                     burn
                     on
                     fierie
                     flame
                     ,
                     on
                     fiery
                     flame
                     ,
                     great
                     riuers
                     scarse
                     may
                     quench
                     the
                     same
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     
                     If
                     will
                     and
                     fancy
                     if
                     will
                     and
                     fancie
                     be
                     agreede
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     too
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     too
                     late
                     for
                     wit
                     to
                     bid
                     take
                     heed
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fourth
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     BVt
                     yet
                     it
                     seems
                     a
                     foolish
                     drift
                     ,
                     to
                     follow
                     wil
                     ,
                     &
                     leaue
                     the
                     wit
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     the
                     wit
                     ,
                     the
                     wanton
                     wantō
                     horse
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     that
                     runs
                     too
                     swift
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     staid
                     ,
                     may
                     well
                     be
                     stayed
                     vpon
                     the
                     bit
                     ,
                     but
                     checke
                     a
                     horse
                     amid
                     his
                     race
                     ,
                     and
                     out
                     of
                     doubt
                     you
                     mar
                     his
                     pace
                     ,
                     though
                     wit
                     &
                     reason
                     doth
                     men
                     teach
                     ,
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     .
                     .ii.
                     neuer
                     to
                     clime
                     aboue
                     their
                     reach
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     fift
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     I
                     Can
                     no
                     more
                     but
                     hope
                     good
                     hart
                     ,
                     for
                     though
                     the
                     worst
                     doth
                     chāce
                     to
                     fal
                     ,
                     I
                     know
                     a
                     wile
                     shal
                     ease
                     thy
                     smart
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     and
                     turne
                     to
                     sweete
                     thy
                     sugred
                     gall
                     ,
                     when
                     thy
                     good
                     will
                     and
                     painfull
                     suite
                     hath
                     shakt
                     the
                     tree
                     ii
                     .
                     and
                     wantes
                     the
                     fruit
                     then
                     keepe
                     thou
                     patience
                     well
                     in
                     store
                     ,
                     that
                     soueraigne
                     salue
                     shall
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     that
                     soueraigne
                     salue
                     shall
                     heale
                     thy
                     sore
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   WHo
                   loues
                   this
                   life
                   from
                   loue
                   his
                   loue
                   doth
                   erre
                   &
                   chusing
                   drosse
                   .ii.
                   rich
                   treasure
                   doth
                   denie
                   ,
                   leauing
                   the
                   pearle
                   Christs
                   counsell
                   to
                   pre╌fer
                   with
                   selling
                   all
                   ,
                   .ii
                   ,
                   we
                   haue
                   the
                   same
                   to
                   buye
                   ,
                   O
                   happy
                   soule
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   a
                   summe
                   ,
                   a
                   summe
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   Kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   Kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   kingdom
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   O
                   happie
                   soule
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   a
                   summe
                   ,
                   a
                   summe
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   king╌dome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   gaine
                   ,
                   a
                   kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   to
                   gaine
                   a
                   kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     MY
                     prime
                     of
                     youth
                     my
                     feast
                     of
                     ioy
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     paine
                     ,
                     a
                     dish
                     of
                     paine
                     ,
                     my
                     crop
                     of
                     corne
                     and
                     all
                     my
                     good
                     is
                     but
                     vain
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     vaine
                     hope
                     of
                     gaine
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sunne
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     my
                     life
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     fled
                     is
                     fled
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     saw
                     no
                     sunne
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     ,
                     now
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     my
                     life
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     spring
                     is
                     past
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     it
                     hath
                     not
                     sprung
                     ,
                     the
                     fruit
                     is
                     dead
                     and
                     yet
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     the
                     leaues
                     be
                     greene
                     ,
                     my
                     youth
                     is
                     gone
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     am
                     but
                     yong
                     ,
                     I
                     saw
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     yet
                     I
                     was
                     not
                     seen
                     ,
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     .ii
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     ,
                     my
                     threed
                     is
                     cut
                     ,
                     &
                     yet
                     it
                     is
                     not
                     spun
                     ,
                     .ii
                     not
                     spunne
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     &
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     ,
                     and
                     now
                     I
                     liue
                     &
                     now
                     now
                     now
                     my
                     life
                     ,
                     my
                     life
                     is
                     done
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 Here
                 endeth
                 the
                 songs
                 of
                 foure
                 parts
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Of
                 5.
                 voc
                 .
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     REst
                     with
                     your selues
                     .i..
                     you
                     vaine
                     and
                     idle
                     braines
                     which
                     youth
                     and
                     age
                     .ii.
                     in
                     lewdest
                     lust
                     bestow
                     ,
                     and
                     find
                     out
                     fraudes
                     .ii.
                     and
                     vse
                     ten
                     thousand
                     traines
                     to
                     win
                     the
                     soyle
                     .ii.
                     where
                     nought
                     but
                     sin
                     doth
                     grow
                     and
                     liue
                     with
                     me
                     .ii
                     ,
                     you
                     chast
                     and
                     honest
                     mindes
                     ,
                     &
                     honest
                     minds
                     which
                     do
                     your
                     life
                     in
                     lawfull
                     loue
                     employ
                     ,
                     &
                     know
                     no
                     fleightes
                     ,
                     but
                     friends
                     for
                     vertue
                     findes
                     ,
                     and
                     loath
                     that
                     lust
                     ,
                     which
                     doth
                     the
                     soule
                     destroy
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2
                     ,
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     FOr
                     lust
                     is
                     fraile
                     ,
                     where
                     loue
                     is
                     euer
                     found
                     ,
                     lust
                     outward
                     sweet
                     ,
                     but
                     inward
                     bitter
                     gall
                     ,
                     a
                     shop
                     of
                     shewes
                     ,
                     where
                     no
                     good
                     ware
                     is
                     found
                     ,
                     not
                     like
                     to
                     loue
                     ,
                     where
                     honest
                     faith
                     is
                     all
                     ,
                     so
                     that
                     is
                     lust
                     where
                     fancy
                     ebs
                     and
                     flowes
                     ,
                     &
                     flowes
                     &
                     hates
                     and
                     loues
                     as
                     beauty
                     dyes
                     and
                     grows
                     ,
                     as
                     beauty
                     dyes
                     and
                     growes
                     ,
                     and
                     this
                     is
                     loue
                     ,
                     ii-where
                     friendship
                     firmly
                     stands
                     on
                     vertues
                     rock
                     ,
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     ,
                     &
                     not
                     on
                     sinful
                     sands
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     SHall
                     I
                     I
                     weepe
                     ,
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     ,
                     shall
                     I
                     I
                     weep
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     feasting
                     ,
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     fancy
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blinde
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ;
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     O
                     cruel
                     cruell
                     fancy
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     .ii.
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     ,
                     that
                     so
                     doth
                     blind
                     thee
                     to
                     loue
                     one
                     doth
                     not
                     mind
                     thee
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     CAn
                     I
                     can
                     I
                     abide
                     this
                     praunsing
                     ,
                     this
                     praunsing
                     I
                     weepe
                     ii
                     .
                     and
                     shee
                     s
                     a
                     daunsing
                     .ii.
                     a
                     daunsing
                     .ii.
                     
                     O
                     cruell
                     cruell
                     fancy
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     me
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     ;
                     to
                     slay
                     ;
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     O
                     cruel
                     ,
                     cruel
                     fancie
                     so
                     to
                     betray
                     mee
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     ,
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     .ii.
                     thou
                     goest
                     about
                     about
                     to
                     slay
                     to
                     slay
                     to
                     slay
                     me
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     
                     THe
                     sturdie
                     rock
                     for
                     al
                     his
                     strength
                     the
                     .ii.
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     ,
                     by
                     raging
                     seas
                     is
                     rent
                     in
                     twaine
                     ,
                     the
                     marble
                     stone
                     is
                     pearst
                     at
                     length
                     ,
                     the
                     .ii.
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     with
                     little
                     drops
                     of
                     drisling
                     rain
                     the
                     oxe
                     dooth
                     yeelde
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     ,
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeieth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hāmer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoake
                     ,
                     the
                     oxe
                     doth
                     yeeld
                     vnto
                     the
                     yoke
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     thd
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     ,
                     the
                     steele
                     obeyeth
                     the
                     hammer
                     stroake
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THe
                     stately
                     stagge
                     that
                     seemes
                     so
                     stoute
                     ,
                     by
                     yelping
                     hounds
                     by
                     yel╌ping
                     ,
                     yelping
                     ,
                     yelping
                     ,
                     yelping
                     houndes
                     at
                     bay
                     is
                     set
                     ,
                     the
                     swiftest
                     birde
                     that
                     flies
                     ,
                     the
                     swiftest
                     bird
                     that
                     flies
                     about
                     ,
                     at
                     length
                     is
                     caught
                     ,
                     at
                     length
                     is
                     caught
                     in
                     fowlers
                     net
                     ,
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brooke
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiued
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiude
                     ,
                     with
                     subtle
                     hooke
                     is
                     soone
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiued
                     ,
                     with
                     subtle
                     hooke
                     the
                     greatest
                     fish
                     in
                     deepest
                     brooke
                     is
                     soone
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiued
                     ,
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiued
                     ,
                     with
                     subtle
                     hooke
                     is
                     soone
                     is
                     soone
                     deceiued
                     with
                     subtle
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     WHat
                     if
                     a
                     day
                     &c.
                     crown
                     thy
                     delights
                     with
                     a
                     thousand
                     sweet
                     con╌tentings
                     ,
                     crosse
                     thy
                     desires
                     with
                     as
                     many
                     sad
                     tormentings
                     ,
                     fortune
                     ,
                     honor
                     ,
                     beau╌ty
                     youth
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     blossoms
                     are
                     but
                     blossoms
                     dying
                     ,
                     wanton
                     pleasure
                     ,
                     doating
                     loue
                     are
                     but
                     shadowes
                     ,
                     are
                     .ii.
                     flying
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     ,
                     are
                     but
                     toyes
                     idle
                     thoughts
                     deceiuing
                     ,
                     none
                     haue
                     power
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     of
                     an
                     howre
                     in
                     their
                     liues
                     bereauing
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     second
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     EArthes
                     but
                     &c.
                     to
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     a
                     man
                     is
                     but
                     a
                     point
                     to
                     the
                     worlds
                     compared
                     centure
                     ,
                     of
                     a
                     point
                     be
                     so
                     vaine
                     ,
                     as
                     to
                     triumph
                     in
                     a
                     seely
                     points
                     aduenture
                     ,
                     all
                     is
                     hassard
                     that
                     we
                     haue
                     ,
                     there
                     is
                     nothing
                     ii
                     .
                     nothing
                     biding
                     ,
                     dayes
                     of
                     pleasure
                     are
                     like
                     streames
                     through
                     faire
                     medowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     faire
                     meadowes
                     gli╌ding
                     ,
                     meadows
                     gli╌ding
                     wealth
                     and
                     wo
                     time
                     doth
                     goe
                     ,
                     time
                     is
                     neuer
                     turning
                     ,
                     secret
                     fates
                     .ii.
                     guide
                     our
                     states
                     both
                     in
                     mirth
                     and
                     mourning
                     :
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     first
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THere
                     is
                     a
                     garden
                     in
                     her
                     face
                     ,
                     where
                     roses
                     and
                     white
                     lilies
                     grow
                     a
                     heauenly
                     paradise
                     is
                     that
                     place
                     ,
                     where
                     in
                     all
                     plea╌sant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ,
                     where
                     in
                     all
                     plea╌sant
                     fruits
                     do
                     flow
                     ,
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     ,
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     thēselus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     there
                     cheries
                     grow
                     ,
                     that
                     none
                     may
                     buy
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     thēselus
                     do
                     cry
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                   
                     The
                     2.
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     THose
                     cheries
                     &c.
                     of
                     orient
                     pearle
                     a
                     double
                     row
                     .ii.
                     which
                     when
                     her
                     louely
                     louely
                     laughter
                     shows
                     they
                     looke
                     like
                     rose
                     buds
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     they
                     looke
                     like
                     rose
                     buds
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     fild
                     with
                     snow
                     ,
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     Peere
                     nor
                     Prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     chery
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ,
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     thēselues
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     yet
                     thē
                     no
                     peere
                     nor
                     prince
                     may
                     buy
                     ,
                     till
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     ,
                     chery
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .i.
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     .
                  
                
                 
                   
                     The
                     3
                     verse
                     .
                  
                   
                     
                     HEr
                     eyes
                     her
                     eyes
                     like
                     Angels
                     watch
                     them
                     still
                     angels
                     watch
                     them
                     still
                     
                     
                     .ii.
                     watch
                     them
                     still
                     her
                     brows
                     like
                     bēded
                     bows
                     do
                     stād
                     thret╌ning
                     .ii.
                     with
                     percing
                     frowns
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     kil
                     to
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     kil
                     al
                     that
                     aproch
                     with
                     eye
                     or
                     hād
                     or
                     hand
                     ii
                     .
                     or
                     hād
                     thes
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ii
                     .
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     .
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     til
                     chery
                     ripe
                     .ii.
                     ripe
                     till
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     che
                     rie
                     ripe
                     thē
                     selus
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     do
                     crie
                     ,
                     these
                     sacred
                     cheries
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     ,
                     .ii.
                     to
                     com
                     nie
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ,
                     ii
                     .
                     ripe
                     til
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     cherie
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     ripe
                     chery
                     ripe
                     ,
                     chere
                     ripe
                     themselues
                     do
                     crie
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   BEhold
                   now
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   al
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   Behold
                   behold
                   now
                   praise
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   all
                   ye
                   seruants
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ye
                   that
                   by
                   night
                   stand
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ye
                   that
                   by
                   night
                   stand
                   in
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   euen
                   in
                   the
                   Courts
                   of
                   the
                   house
                   of
                   our
                   God
                   ,
                   lift
                   vp
                   your
                   hands
                   in
                   the
                   sanctuarie
                   ,
                   and
                   prayse
                   the
                   Lord
                   and
                   prayse
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   the
                   Lord
                   that
                   made
                   that
                   made
                   both
                   heauen
                   and
                   earth
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   bles╌sing
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Sion
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   
                   
                   Sion
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   ,
                   giue
                   thee
                   blessing
                   out
                   of
                   Si╌on
                   ,
                   A╌men
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   O
                   Lord
                   bow
                   down
                   thine
                   eare
                   vnto
                   our
                   prayers
                   which
                   we
                   make
                   to
                   thee
                   in
                   thy
                   sons
                   name
                   ,
                   O
                   Lord
                   bow
                   down
                   thine
                   eare
                   to
                   our
                   prayers
                   in
                   thy
                   sons
                   name
                   ,
                   and
                   for
                   his
                   sake
                   ,
                   preserue
                   our
                   gracious
                   King
                   and
                   Queen
                   from
                   all
                   their
                   enemies
                   continew
                   O
                   Lord
                   their
                   deliuerance
                   from
                   the
                   conspiracies
                   of
                   al
                   such
                   as
                   rise
                   vp
                   against
                   them
                   ,
                   preserue
                   also
                   preserue
                   also
                   his
                   royall
                   progenie
                   Prince
                   Henrie
                   ,
                   preserue
                   also
                   his
                   royal
                   progenie
                   Prince
                   Henrie
                   and
                   the
                   rest
                   ,
                   euen
                   through
                   the
                   same
                   our
                   Lord
                   Iesus
                   Christ
                   ,
                   who
                   liueth
                   and
                   raigneth
                   with
                   thee
                   and
                   the
                   holy
                   
                   
                   Ghost
                   ,
                   who
                   liueth
                   and
                   raigneth
                   with
                   thee
                   and
                   the
                   holy
                   Ghost
                   ;
                   both
                   now
                   and
                   euer
                   A╌men
                   ,
                   A╌men
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                
                 
                   
                     CHORVS
                  
                   
                   T
                   is
                   thou
                   O
                   Lord
                   ,
                   through
                   strength
                   of
                   thy
                   right
                   hand
                   alone
                   ,
                   that
                   Sathans
                   secrets
                   hast
                   re╌uealde
                   and
                   bloody
                   bloody
                   treason
                   ouerthrown
                   .
                   
                     bis
                     all
                     .
                  
                
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
             
               QVINTVS
            
             
               AN
               HOWRES
               RECREAtion
               in
               Musicke
               ,
               apt
               for
               Instrumentes
               and
               Voyces
               .
               Framed
               for
               the
               delight
               of
               Gentlemen
               and
               others
               which
               are
               wel
               affected
               to
               that
               qualitie
               ,
               All
               for
               the
               most
               part
               with
               two
               trebles
               ,
               necessarie
               for
               such
               as
               teach
               in
               priuate
               families
               ,
               with
               a
               prayer
               for
               the
               long
               preseruation
               of
               the
               King
               and
               his
               posteritie
               ,
               and
               a
               thankesgiuing
               for
               the
               deliuerance
               of
               the
               whole
               estate
               from
               the
               late
               conspiracie
               .
            
             
               By
               RICHARD
               ALISON
               Gentleman
               and
               practitioner
               in
               this
               Arte.
               
            
             
               LONDON
               Printed
               by
               Iohn
               windet
               the
               Assigne
               
                 of
                 William
                 Barley
              
               ,
               and
               are
               to
               be
               sold
               at
               the
               Golden
               Anchore
               in
               
                 Pater
                 Noster
                 Row.
              
               1606.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               
                 Coat of arms of Sir John Scudamore, Knight
              
            
             
             
               To
               the
               right
               vvorthily
               honored
               and
               most
               free
               Respecter
               of
               all
               vertue
               ,
               his
               chiefly
               esteemde
               and
               singular
               good
               patrone
               Sir
               
                 Iohn
                 Scudamore
              
               Knight
               .
            
             
               HOw
               noble
               ,
               how
               auncient
               ,
               and
               how
               effectuall
               the
               Arte
               of
               Musicke
               is
               ,
               many
               excellent
               discourses
               of
               Theoristes
               deepely
               learned
               in
               the
               science
               haue
               already
               so
               confirmed
               &
               illustrated
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               seeme
               as
               much
               arrogancie
               in
               me
               to
               attempt
               the
               prayse
               thereof
               ,
               as
               it
               argues
               malice
               or
               ignorance
               in
               such
               as
               seeke
               to
               exclude
               it
               out
               of
               diuine
               ,
               or
               humaine
               societie
               .
               I
               will
               onely
               alledge
               one
               testimonie
               out
               of
               an
               Epistle
               ,
               which
               that
               auncient
               Father
               
                 Martin
                 Luther
              
               did
               write
               to
               Senfelius
               the
               Musician
               ,
               which
               is
               so
               ample
               in
               commendation
               of
               this
               art
               ,
               that
               it
               were
               superfluous
               to
               adde
               any
               other
               .
               Musicke
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
               to
               Diuels
               we
               know
               is
               hateful
               and
               intollerable
               ,
               and
               I
               plainely
               thinke
               neither
               am
               I
               ashamed
               to
               auerr
               it
               ,
               that
               next
               to
               Theologie
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               Arte
               comparable
               with
               Musicke
               :
               for
               it
               alone
               next
               to
               Theologie
               doth
               effect
               that
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               onely
               Theologie
               can
               performe
               ,
               that
               is
               ,
               a
               quiet
               and
               a
               chearefull
               minde
               .
               Now
               if
               Musicke
               merites
               so
               high
               a
               place
               ,
               as
               this
               holy
               man
               hath
               giuen
               it
               ,
               can
               wee
               deny
               loue
               and
               honour
               to
               them
               ,
               that
               with
               their
               grace
               and
               bounty
               raise
               the
               professors
               thereof
               ?
               Or
               to
               whome
               shal
               we
               that
               labour
               in
               this
               qualitie
               ,
               better
               recommend
               our
               workes
               ,
               then
               to
               our
               patrones
               and
               benefactors
               ?
               Receiue
               therefore
               (
               most
               honoured
               Knight
               and
               my
               worthiest
               Patrone
               )
               the
               fruites
               of
               your
               bounties
               and
               the
               effects
               of
               those
               quiet
               dayes
               ,
               which
               by
               your
               goodnes
               I
               haue
               enioyed
               .
               And
               as
               the
               glory
               of
               a
               new
               finisht
               house
               belonges
               not
               so
               much
               to
               the
               Worke-man
               that
               built
               it
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Lord
               that
               owes
               it
               ,
               so
               if
               any
               part
               of
               this
               new
               worke
               of
               mine
               can
               excite
               commendation
               ,
               the
               grace
               is
               chiefly
               yours
               ,
               though
               the
               labour
               mine
               .
               But
               because
               there
               is
               no
               man
               more
               distrustfull
               of
               his
               owne
               endeuours
               then
               I
               am
               my selfe
               ,
               by
               the
               weakenes
               of
               my
               nature
               :
               I
               beseech
               you
               receiue
               my
               labours
               howsoeuer
               into
               your
               protection
               ,
               whose
               worth
               can
               best
               countenance
               thē
               from
               misfortune
               ,
               &
               spirit
               defend
               them
               ,
               I
               will
               onely
               assist
               you
               with
               a
               poore
               mans
               bounty
               ,
               I
               meane
               my
               many
               humble
               prayers
               to
               the
               highest
               protector
               ,
               beseeching
               him
               to
               blesse
               you
               with
               long
               life
               and
               prosperity
               to
               his
               glorie
               and
               our
               comforts
               ,
               that
               must
               euer
               owe
               you
               our
               seruice
               and
               loue
               .
            
             
               
                 
                   Your
                   VVor.
                   wholy
                   deuoted
                
                 Richard
                 Alison
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voyces
                 .
              
               
                 The
                 man
                 vpright
                 of
                 life
                 .
                 I
              
               
                 He
                 onely
                 can
                 behold
                 .
                 II
              
               
                 O
                 heauie
                 heart
                 whose
                 harmes
                 .
                 III
              
               
                 In
                 hope
                 a
                 King
                 doth
                 goe
                 to
                 war.
                 IIII
              
               
                 Though
                 wit
                 bids
                 wil
                 to
                 blow
                 retreate
                 .
                 V
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 it
                 seemes
                 a
                 foolish
                 drift
                 .
                 VI
              
               
                 I
                 Can
                 no
                 more
                 but
                 hope
                 good
                 hart
                 .
                 VII
              
               
                 Who
                 loues
                 this
                 life
                 from
                 loue
                 his
                 loue
                 .
                 VIII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 .
                 IX
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 .
                 X
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voyces
                 :
              
               
                 Rest
                 with
                 your selues
                 .
                 XI
              
               
                 For
                 lust
                 is
                 fraile
                 ,
                 where
                 loue
                 .
                 XII
              
               
                 Shal
                 I
                 weepe
                 and
                 shee
                 s
                 a
                 feasting
                 .
                 XIII
              
               
                 Can
                 I
                 abide
                 this
                 praunsing
                 .
                 XIIII
              
               
                 The
                 sturdie
                 rocke
                 for
                 al
                 his
                 strength
                 .
                 XV
              
               
                 The
                 stately
                 stag
                 that
                 seemes
                 so
                 stout
                 .
                 XVI
              
               
                 VVhat
                 if
                 a
                 day
                 or
                 a
                 month
                 or
                 .
                 XVII
              
               
                 Earthes
                 but
                 a
                 point
                 to
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 XVIII
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 garden
                 in
                 her
                 face
                 .
                 XIX
              
               
                 Those
                 cheries
                 fairely
                 do
                 inclose
                 .
                 XX
              
               
                 Her
                 eyes
                 her
                 eyes
                 like
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXI
              
               
                 Behold
                 now
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord.
                 XXII
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 .
                 XXIII
              
               
                 The
                 sacred
                 quire
                 of
                 Angels
                 .
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               QVINTVS
            
             
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   first
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   REst
                   with
                   your selues
                   .i.
                   .ii.
                   you
                   vaine
                   and
                   idle
                   braines
                   which
                   youth
                   and
                   age
                   in
                   lewdest
                   lust
                   bestow
                   ,
                   ii
                   .
                   and
                   find
                   out
                   frauds
                   .ii.
                   .ii.
                   and
                   vse
                   ten
                   thousand
                   trains
                   to
                   win
                   the
                   soil
                   wher
                   naught
                   but
                   sin
                   doth
                   grow
                   ,
                   to
                   &c
                   .ii.
                   and
                   liue
                   with
                   me
                   ,
                   you
                   chast
                   &
                   honest
                   mindes
                   you
                   &c.
                   ii
                   .
                   which
                   do
                   your
                   liues
                   in
                   lawful
                   loue
                   employ
                   and
                   know
                   no
                   sleights
                   ,
                   but
                   friends
                   for
                   vertue
                   finds
                   for
                   vertue
                   finds
                   ,
                   and
                   loath
                   the
                   lust
                   ,
                   which
                   doth
                   the
                   soule
                   de╌stroy
                   ,
                   which
                   doth
                   the
                   soule
                   destroy
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   2.
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   FOr
                   lust
                   is
                   fraile
                   ,
                   .ii.
                   where
                   loue
                   is
                   e╌uer
                   sound
                   ,
                   lust
                   outward
                   sweet
                   ,
                   .ii.
                   but
                   inward
                   bitter
                   gall
                   ,
                   a
                   shop
                   of
                   shewes
                   where
                   no
                   good
                   ware
                   is
                   found
                   ,
                   not
                   like
                   to
                   loue
                   ,
                   where
                   honest
                   faith
                   is
                   all
                   ,
                   so
                   that
                   is
                   lust
                   where
                   fancy
                   ebs
                   .ii.
                   and
                   flowes
                   fancy
                   ebs
                   &
                   flowes
                   and
                   hates
                   and
                   loues
                   as
                   beau╌ty
                   dyes
                   as
                   beau╌ty
                   dies
                   &
                   grows
                   ,
                   and
                   this
                   is
                   loue
                   and
                   this
                   is
                   loue
                   where
                   friendship
                   firmly
                   stands
                   on
                   vertues
                   rocke
                   ,
                   ,
                   ii
                   .
                   .ii.
                   .ii
                   ,
                   &
                   not
                   on
                   sin╌ful
                   sands
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   first
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   SHall
                   I
                   shal
                   I
                   shall
                   I
                   abide
                   this
                   ieasting
                   ,
                   I
                   weepe
                   ,
                   and
                   shee
                   s
                   a
                   feasting
                   ,
                   shall
                   I
                   shall
                   I
                   shall
                   I
                   abide
                   this
                   ieasting
                   ,
                   I
                   weepe
                   and
                   shee
                   s
                   a
                   feasting
                   O
                   cruell
                   cruel
                   fancie
                   that
                   so
                   doth
                   blinde
                   thee
                   ii
                   .
                   to
                   loue
                   one
                   doth
                   not
                   mind
                   thee
                   that
                   so
                   doth
                   blind
                   thee
                   that
                   so
                   doth
                   blind
                   thee
                   ,
                   to
                   loue
                   one
                   doth
                   not
                   mind
                   thee
                   ,
                   O
                   cruell
                   cruell
                   fancy
                   ,
                   that
                   so
                   doth
                   blind
                   thee
                   .ii.
                   to
                   loue
                   one
                   doth
                   not
                   mind
                   thee
                   ,
                   that
                   doth
                   so
                   blind
                   thee
                   .ii
                   ,
                   to
                   loue
                   one
                   doth
                   not
                   mind
                   thee
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   2.
                   verse
                
                 
                   
                   CAn
                   I
                   ii
                   ,
                   can
                   I
                   abide
                   .ii.
                   this
                   praunsing
                   ,
                   this
                   praunsing
                   I
                   weepe
                   and
                   shee
                   s
                   a
                   daūsing
                   ,
                   a
                   .ii.
                   ii
                   ,
                   I
                   weepe
                   and
                   shee
                   s
                   a
                   daunsing
                   a
                   daunsing
                   ,
                   a
                   daunsing
                   ,
                   a
                   daunsing
                   ,
                   O
                   cruell
                   cruell
                   cruell
                   fancy
                   so
                   to
                   betray
                   me
                   .ii.
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   to
                   slay
                   me
                   ,
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   to
                   slay
                   me
                   ,
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   about
                   about
                   about
                   a╌bout
                   to
                   slay
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   to
                   slay
                   me
                   ,
                   O
                   cruel
                   ,
                   cruel
                   cruel
                   fancie
                   so
                   to
                   betray
                   me
                   .ii.
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   to
                   slay
                   me
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   to
                   slay
                   me
                   ,
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   about
                   about
                   about
                   a╌bout
                   to
                   slay
                   thou
                   goest
                   about
                   to
                   slay
                   me
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
                 
                 
                   
                   THe
                   sturdie
                   rock
                   for
                   al
                   his
                   strength
                   by
                   raging
                   seas
                   ,
                   is
                   rent
                   in
                   twaine
                   the
                   &c
                   ,
                   ii
                   .
                   is
                   rent
                   in
                   twain
                   ,
                   the
                   marble
                   stone
                   ,
                   is
                   pearst
                   &c
                   at
                   length
                   with
                   lit╌tle
                   drops
                   of
                   drisling
                   rain
                   the
                   &c
                   .ii
                   with
                   little
                   drops
                   of
                   drisling
                   raine
                   of
                   drisling
                   raine
                   ,
                   the
                   oxe
                   doth
                   yeeld
                   vnto
                   the
                   yoke
                   the
                   &c
                   doth
                   yeeld
                   vnto
                   the
                   yoke
                   ,
                   the
                   steel
                   obeieth
                   the
                   hammer
                   stroake
                   the
                   &c
                   .ii.
                   the
                   ii
                   .
                   the
                   .ii.
                   the
                   oxe
                   doth
                   yeeld
                   vnto
                   the
                   yoke
                   ,
                   the
                   &c
                   doth
                   yeeld
                   vnto
                   the
                   yoke
                   ,
                   the
                   steel
                   obeyeth
                   the
                   hammer
                   stroake
                   ,
                   the
                   &c.
                   the
                   &c
                   the
                   steel
                   obeieth
                   the
                   hāmer
                   stroke
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   
                   THe
                   stately
                   stagge
                   that
                   seemes
                   so
                   stoute
                   ,
                   that
                   &c
                   ,
                   ii
                   ,
                   by
                   yelping
                   yel╌ping
                   yelping
                   yelping
                   hounds
                   by
                   yel
                   ,
                   ii
                   ,
                   hounds
                   at
                   bay
                   is
                   set
                   ,
                   the
                   swiftest
                   birde
                   that
                   flies
                   about
                   ,
                   the
                   &c
                   ▪
                   ii
                   .
                   is
                   caught
                   at
                   length
                   is
                   &c.
                   ii
                   .
                   in
                   fowlers
                   net
                   ,
                   the
                   greatest
                   fish
                   in
                   dee╌pest
                   brook
                   ,
                   is
                   soon
                   ,
                   is
                   soon
                   deceiud
                   is
                   soon
                   is
                   &c.
                   .ii.
                   is
                   soon
                   deceiud
                   by
                   subtil
                   hook
                   ,
                   is
                   &c
                   ,
                   ii
                   ,
                   is
                   soon
                   is
                   &c
                   ii
                   .
                   by
                   subtil
                   hook
                   the
                   greatest
                   fish
                   in
                   deepest
                   brook
                   is
                   soon
                   is
                   &c
                   is
                   soon
                   is
                   soon
                   deceiud
                   ,
                   is
                   soon
                   deceiud
                   by
                   subtill
                   hook
                   is
                   soon
                   ii
                   .
                   is
                   soon
                   is
                   soone
                   deceiude
                   by
                   sub╌til
                   hooke
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   first
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   WHat
                   if
                   a
                   day
                   or
                   a
                   month
                   or
                   a
                   yeare
                   crown
                   thy
                   delights
                   with
                   a
                   thou╌sand
                   sweet
                   contentinges
                   ,
                   can
                   not
                   a
                   chance
                   of
                   a
                   night
                   or
                   an
                   howre
                   crosse
                   thy
                   desires
                   with
                   as
                   many
                   sad
                   tormentings
                   ,
                   fortune
                   ,
                   honor
                   ,
                   beauty
                   youth
                   ,
                   are
                   but
                   blossoms
                   are
                   ,
                   &c
                   ii
                   .
                   are
                   ii
                   ,
                   dying
                   ,
                   wanton
                   pleasure
                   ,
                   doating
                   loue
                   are
                   but
                   shadowes
                   ,
                   are
                   &c
                   ii
                   ,
                   are
                   .ii.
                   flying
                   ,
                   all
                   our
                   ioyes
                   are
                   but
                   toyes
                   ,
                   are
                   but
                   toyes
                   ,
                   idle
                   thoughts
                   deceiuing
                   ,
                   none
                   haue
                   power
                   of
                   an
                   howre
                   of
                   an
                   howre
                   in
                   their
                   liues
                   be╌reauing
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   second
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   EArthes
                   but
                   a
                   point
                   to
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   and
                   a
                   man
                   is
                   but
                   a
                   point
                   to
                   the
                   worlds
                   compared
                   centure
                   ,
                   shall
                   then
                   a
                   point
                   of
                   a
                   point
                   be
                   so
                   vaine
                   ,
                   as
                   to
                   tri╌umph
                   in
                   a
                   seely
                   points
                   aduenture
                   ,
                   all
                   is
                   hassard
                   that
                   we
                   haue
                   ,
                   there
                   is
                   nothing
                   .ii.
                   there
                   is
                   no╌thing
                   biding
                   ,
                   dayes
                   of
                   pleasure
                   are
                   like
                   streames
                   through
                   faire
                   medowes
                   gli╌ding
                   ,
                   gli╌ding
                   ,
                   through
                   faire
                   meadowes
                   through
                   faire
                   meadowes
                   gli╌ding
                   wealth
                   and
                   woe
                   time
                   doth
                   goe
                   ,
                   time
                   doth
                   goe
                   ,
                   time
                   is
                   neuer
                   turning
                   ,
                   secret
                   fates
                   guide
                   our
                   states
                   se
                   &c.
                   both
                   in
                   mirth
                   and
                   mourning
                   :
                
              
            
             
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   first
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   THere
                   is
                   a
                   garden
                   in
                   her
                   face
                   ,
                   where
                   roses
                   and
                   white
                   lilies
                   grow
                   where
                   &c.
                   a
                   heauenly
                   paradise
                   is
                   that
                   place
                   ,
                   a
                   &c.
                   ii
                   .
                   wherin
                   all
                   pleasant
                   fruits
                   do
                   flow
                   ,
                   wher
                   &c
                   wherin
                   all
                   pleasant
                   fruits
                   do
                   flow
                   ,
                   there
                   cheries
                   grow
                   ,
                   there
                   &c
                   that
                   none
                   may
                   buy
                   ii
                   .
                   till
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   chery
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ,
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   che
                   rie
                   ripe
                   thēselus
                   doe
                   crie
                   ,
                   ther
                   cheries
                   grow
                   ,
                   there
                   cheries
                   grow
                   that
                   none
                   may
                   buy
                   that
                   none
                   may
                   buy
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ,
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   chery
                   ripe
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   chery
                   ripe
                   thēselus
                   do
                   cry
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   2
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   THose
                   cheries
                   fairely
                   do
                   enclose
                   of
                   orient
                   pearle
                   a
                   double
                   row
                   of
                   orient
                   pearle
                   a
                   double
                   row
                   ,
                   which
                   when
                   her
                   louely
                   loue
                   ly
                   laughter
                   shews
                   they
                   looke
                   like
                   rose
                   buds
                   fild
                   with
                   snow
                   ,
                   they
                   looke
                   like
                   rose
                   buds
                   fild
                   with
                   snow
                   buds
                   fild
                   with
                   snow
                   ,
                   they
                   looke
                   like
                   rose
                   buds
                   filde
                   with
                   snow
                   ,
                   yet
                   thē
                   no
                   Peere
                   nor
                   Prince
                   may
                   buy
                   ,
                   nor
                   prince
                   may
                   buy
                   ,
                   till
                   chery
                   ripe
                   ,
                   ripe
                   ,
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ,
                   til
                   &c.
                   .ii.
                   chery
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   .ii.
                   thēselues
                   do
                   crie
                   ,
                   yet
                   thē
                   no
                   peere
                   nor
                   prince
                   may
                   
                   
                   buy
                   ,
                   nor
                   prince
                   may
                   buy
                   ,
                   till
                   chery
                   ripe
                   ,
                   ripe
                   ,
                   ii
                   ,
                   till
                   .ii.
                   til
                   .ii.
                   chery
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   .ii.
                   themselues
                   do
                   crie
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   The
                   3
                   verse
                   .
                
                 
                   
                   HEr
                   eyes
                   her
                   eyes
                   do
                   watch
                   them
                   still
                   her
                   eyes
                   like
                   An╌gels
                   watch
                   them
                   still
                   ,
                   her
                   &c.
                   .ii.
                   her
                   eyes
                   like
                   angels
                   watch
                   them
                   still
                   her
                   eyes
                   like
                   Angels
                   watch
                   them
                   stil
                   ,
                   her
                   brows
                   like
                   bēded
                   bows
                   do
                   stād
                   ,
                   threatning
                   ,
                   threatning
                   ,
                   threatning
                   with
                   percing
                   frowns
                   to
                   kil
                   to
                   kil
                   to
                   kil
                   kil
                   kil
                   kil
                   al
                   that
                   approch
                   with
                   eye
                   or
                   hād
                   all
                   that
                   approch
                   with
                   eye
                   or
                   hand
                   these
                   sacred
                   cheries
                   to
                   com
                   nie
                   com
                   nie
                   these
                   sacred
                   cheries
                   to
                   come
                   nie
                   ,
                   to
                   come
                   nie
                   ,
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   .ii.
                   ripe
                   til
                   chery
                   ripe
                   ,
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   chery
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ,
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   chery
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   cherie
                   
                   
                   ripe
                   .ii.
                   thē
                   selus
                   do
                   crie
                   ,
                   these
                   sacred
                   cheries
                   to
                   com
                   nie
                   ,
                   com
                   nie
                   these
                   sacred
                   cheries
                   to
                   com
                   nie
                   to
                   come
                   nie
                   ,
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ii
                   .
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ,
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   til
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   til
                   che
                   rie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   chery
                   ripe
                   cherie
                   ripe
                   ripe
                   ,
                   ii
                   .
                   themselues
                   do
                   crie
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
               
                 
                 BEhold
                 now
                 praise
                 the
                 Lord
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 behold
                 now
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord
                 all
                 ye
                 seruants
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 behold
                 be╌hold
                 now
                 praise
                 the
                 Lord
                 al
                 ye
                 seruants
                 all
                 ye
                 seruants
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 yet
                 that
                 by
                 night
                 stand
                 in
                 the
                 house
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 ye
                 that
                 by
                 night
                 ye
                 that
                 by
                 night
                 stand
                 in
                 the
                 house
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 euen
                 in
                 the
                 Courts
                 of
                 the
                 house
                 of
                 our
                 God
                 ,
                 of
                 the
                 house
                 of
                 our
                 God
                 ,
                 lift
                 vp
                 your
                 hands
                 in
                 the
                 sanctuarie
                 in
                 the
                 sanctuarie
                 ,
                 and
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord
                 ;
                 and
                 prayse
                 the
                 Lord
                 the
                 Lord
                 that
                 made
                 that
                 made
                 both
                 heauen
                 and
                 earth
                 heauen
                 and
                 earth
                 giue
                 thee
                 blessing
                 out
                 of
                 Sion
                 ,
                 out
                 of
                 Sion
                 
                 
                 giue
                 thee
                 blessing
                 out
                 of
                 Sion
                 of
                 Sion
                 ,
                 giue
                 thee
                 blessing
                 out
                 of
                 Si╌on
                 of
                 Sion
                 ,
                 giue
                 thee
                 blessing
                 out
                 of
                 Si╌on
                 of
                 Sion
                 ,
                 giue
                 thee
                 blessing
                 out
                 of
                 Sion
                 ,
                 A╌men
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 vnto
                 our
                 prayers
                 which
                 we
                 make
                 to
                 thee
                 in
                 thy
                 sons
                 name
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 bow
                 down
                 thine
                 eare
                 vnto
                 our
                 prayers
                 which
                 we
                 make
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
                 we
                 make
                 to
                 thee
                 in
                 thy
                 sons
                 name
                 ,
                 and
                 for
                 his
                 sake
                 ,
                 preserue
                 our
                 gracious
                 King
                 and
                 Queene
                 from
                 all
                 their
                 enemies
                 continew
                 O
                 Lord
                 their
                 deliuerance
                 from
                 the
                 conspiracies
                 of
                 al
                 such
                 as
                 rise
                 from
                 &c.
                 ii
                 .
                 against
                 them
                 ,
                 preserue
                 also
                 his
                 royall
                 progenie
                 Prince
                 Henrie
                 ,
                 pre
                 &c
                 .ii.
                 prince
                 Henrie
                 pre
                 &c
                 .ii.
                 
                 Prince
                 Henrie
                 and
                 the
                 rest
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 rest
                 ,
                 euen
                 through
                 the
                 same
                 our
                 Lord
                 
                 
                 Iesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 euen
                 through
                 the
                 same
                 our
                 Lord
                 Iesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 who
                 liueth
                 and
                 raigneth
                 with
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 raigneth
                 with
                 thee
                 and
                 the
                 holy
                 Ghost
                 ,
                 &
                 raigneth
                 with
                 thee
                 and
                 the
                 holy
                 Ghost
                 ,
                 and
                 raigneth
                 with
                 thee
                 and
                 the
                 ho╌ly
                 Ghost
                 both
                 now
                 and
                 euer
                 A╌men
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 
              
               
                 
                   CHORVS
                
                 
                 T
                 is
                 thou
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 t
                 is
                 thou
                 O
                 Lord
                 through
                 strength
                 of
                 thy
                 right
                 hand
                 alone
                 ,
                 that
                 Sathans
                 secrets
                 hast
                 reuealde
                 ,
                 and
                 bloody
                 treasons
                 ouerthrowne
                 .
                 
                   bis
                   all
                   .
                
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
             
          
        
         
      
    
     
  

