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         Madrigals, 1st set
         East, Michael, ca. 1580-1648.
      
       
         
           1604
        
      
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             Cantus [Altus, Tenor, Bassus, Quintus] madrigales to 3, 4, and 5 parts : apt for viols and voices / newly composed by Michael Este.
             Madrigals, 1st set
             East, Michael, ca. 1580-1648.
          
           5 v.
           
             Printed by Thomas Este,
             In London :
             1604.
          
           
             Title printed within ornamental border; initials.
             Imperfect: item at 577:12 is cantus and tenor only; item at reel 1894:1 stained, with loss of print.
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               CANTVS
               .
            
             
               MADRIGALES
               TO
               3.
               4.
               and
               5.
               parts
               :
               apt
               for
               Viols
               and
               voices
               .
            
             
               Newly
               composed
               by
               Michaell
               Este
               .
            
             
               1604.
               
            
             
               IN
               LONDON
               PRINTED
               BY
               THOMAS
               ESTE
               .
            
          
           
             
             
             
               TO
               THE
               RIGHT
               VVORSHIPFVL
               and
               my
               verie
               good
               friend
               :
               Sir
               Iohn
               Crofts
               Knight
               .
               Michaell
               Este
               wisheth
               long
               life
               ,
               health
               and
               happines
               ,
               with
               increase
               of
               honor
               .
            
             
               WOrshipfull
               Sir
               :
               hauing
               drawne
               together
               these
               Compositions
               ,
               and
               there-with
               acquainted
               some
               of
               my
               wel-willers
               ,
               studious
               and
               skilful
               in
               the
               most
               delectable
               Science
               ,
               it
               pleased
               them
               not
               onely
               with
               sweet
               words
               friendly
               to
               approoue
               what
               I
               had
               done
               ,
               and
               t'incourage
               mee
               boldlie
               to
               goe-on
               in
               my
               course
               of
               studies
               ,
               but
               also
               with
               manie
               arguments
               earnestlie
               to
               importune
               mee
               to
               publish
               for
               a
               common
               benefit
               ,
               which
               my selfe
               had
               done
               for
               my
               owne
               recreation
               and
               priuate
               exercise
               .
               Thus
               whet-on
               I
               did
               consent
               ,
               and
               doe
               present
               vnto
               your
               worship
               these
               Musicall
               inuentions
               of
               mine
               ,
               not
               as
               did
               the
               Philosopher
               his
               booke
               of
               Iustice
               vnto
               Antigonus
               ,
               that
               delighted
               in
               oppression
               (
               an
               vnmeete
               Patron
               for
               so
               sweet
               and
               necessarie
               a
               subiect
               )
               ;
               but
               as
               to
               one
               addicted
               to
               the
               Muses
               studious
               of
               all
               good
               Sciences
               ,
               excelling
               in
               vertue
               ;
               delighting
               in
               Musick
               ;
               with-all
               ,
               desiring
               your
               Protection
               and
               Pardon
               :
               Protection
               of
               these
               my
               labours
               ,
               the
               first
               fruits
               of
               my
               weake
               studies
               against
               deprauers
               ;
               Pardon
               for
               publishing
               them
               so
               boldlie
               vnder
               your
               worships
               name
               :
               which
               if
               I
               finde
               (
               whereof
               I
               doubt
               not
               )
               then
               shall
               I
               bee
               encouraged
               with
               more
               alacritie
               ,
               both
               to
               proceed
               as
               I
               haue
               now
               begun
               ,
               and
               to
               prepare
               my selfe
               to
               some
               greater
               task
               .
               And
               so
               I
               humblie
               take
               my
               leaue
               ,
               wishing
               all
               manner
               good
               ,
               both
               vnto
               your
               worship
               ,
               and
               all
               yours
               .
            
             
               
                 Yours
                 in
                 all
                 loue
                 and
                 dutie
                 ,
                 
                   Michaell
                   Este
                
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 3.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 .
                 
                   I
                
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May.
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 
                   II
                
              
               
                 Coridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 
                   III
                
              
               
                 Young
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaim'd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war.
                 
                 
                   IIII
                
              
               
                 To
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 she
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 .
                 
                   V
                
              
               
                 Oh
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 .
                 
                   VI
                
              
               
                 In
                 an
                 euening
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 .
                 
                   VII
                
              
               
                 A
                 las
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 run
                 away
                 .
                 
                   VIII
                
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 .
                 
                   IX
                
              
               
                 My
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 .
                 
                   X
                
              
               
                 Pittie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 .
                 
                   XI
                
              
               
                 Mopsie
                 leaue
                 off
                 to
                 loue
                 .
                 
                   XII
                
              
               
                 Sweet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 .
                 
                   XIII
                
              
               
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 .
                 
                   XIIII
                
              
               
                 When
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 .
                 
                   XV
                
              
               
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 .
                 
                   XVI
                
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 All
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 .
                 
                   XVII
                
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 
                   XVIII
                
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 
                   XIX
                
              
               
                 Faire
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 my
                 deere
                 &
                 onely
                 Iewell
                 .
                 
                   XX
                
              
               
                 Slie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 
                   XXI
                
              
               
                 What
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 
                   XXII
                
              
               
                 Yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 .
                 
                   XXIII
                
              
               
                 You
                 mournfull
                 gods
                 .
                 
                   XXIIII
                
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             CANTVS
          
           
             
             
               Of
               3.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 I.
                 
              
               
                 
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 come
                 again
                 my
                 louely
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 O
                 come
                 again
                 my
                 
                 loue
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 come
                 againe
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 louely
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 that
                 
                 wee
                 may
                 kindly
                 kisse
                 and
                 play
                 ,
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 play
                 ,
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 may
                 
                 kisse
                 and
                 play
                 ,
                 and
                 sweetly
                 sweetly
                 passe
                 the
                 tyme
                 away
                 .
                 O
                 goe
                 not
                 sweet
                 ,
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 are
                 to
                 cruell
                 ,
                 what
                 now
                 yee
                 run
                 away
                 ,
                 what
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 what
                 ij
                 .
                 disdaining
                 ,
                 and
                 leaue
                 mee
                 heare
                 complaining
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 (
                 alone
                 )
                 complaining
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 II.
                 
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 the
                 merry
                 merry
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May
                 ,
                 in
                 a
                 morne
                 by
                 
                 breake
                 of
                 day
                 ,
                 foorth
                 I
                 walked
                 by
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 foorth
                 I
                 
                 walked
                 ,
                 foorth
                 ij
                 .
                 by
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 wheras
                 May
                 was
                 in
                 her
                 pride
                 ,
                 a
                 ther
                 
                 I
                 spy'd
                 ,
                 Philliday
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 much
                 a
                 doe
                 ther
                 was
                 god
                 wot
                 ,
                 he
                 wold
                 
                 loue
                 and
                 she
                 would
                 not
                 ,
                 she
                 sayd
                 neuer
                 man
                 was
                 true
                 ,
                 he
                 said
                 non
                 was
                 false
                 to
                 you
                 :
                 
                 hee
                 said
                 ij
                 .
                 he
                 said
                 ij
                 .
                 he
                 said
                 he
                 had
                 lou'd
                 her
                 long
                 ,
                 she
                 said
                 loue
                 shold
                 
                 haue
                 no
                 wrong
                 .
                 she
                 said
                 loue
                 should
                 haue
                 no
                 wrong
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 III.
                 
              
               
                 
                 COridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 ,
                 Cori
                 :
                 ij
                 she
                 sayd
                 
                 mayds
                 must
                 kisse
                 no
                 men
                 ,
                 till
                 they
                 did
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 for
                 good
                 ,
                 til
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 all
                 :
                 Then
                 she
                 made
                 the
                 shepherd
                 call
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 heauens
                 ,
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 witnesse
                 
                 truth
                 ,
                 neuer
                 lou'd
                 a
                 truer
                 youth
                 ,
                 neuer
                 ij
                 .
                 Thus
                 with
                 many
                 a
                 pretie
                 oath
                 ,
                 
                 yea
                 and
                 nay
                 ,
                 yea
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 faith
                 &
                 trouth
                 ,
                 such
                 as
                 seely
                 shepherds
                 vse
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 will
                 not
                 
                 loue
                 abuse
                 .
                 Loue
                 which
                 had
                 bene
                 long
                 deluded
                 ,
                 was
                 with
                 kisses
                 ,
                 was
                 ij
                 .
                 sweet
                 concluded
                 ,
                 
                 And
                 Philliday
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 garlands
                 gay
                 ,
                 was
                 made
                 the
                 lady
                 ,
                 was
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 of
                 the
                 May.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 IIII.
                 
              
               
                 
                 YOung
                 Cupid
                 :
                 A
                 bloody
                 war
                 ,
                 young
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaim'd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war
                 ,
                 
                 And
                 vowes
                 reuenge
                 on
                 all
                 the
                 Maiden
                 crue
                 ,
                 O
                 yeeld
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 ij
                 .
                 faire
                 
                   Clo
                   -
                   ris
                
                 ,
                 least
                 
                 in
                 that
                 iar
                 ,
                 thine
                 after
                 penance
                 make
                 thee
                 rue
                 ,
                 thy
                 folly
                 rue
                 ,
                 And
                 yet
                 I
                 feare
                 her
                 wondrous
                 
                 beauti
                 's
                 such
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 thousand
                 thousand
                 Cupids
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 
                 tutch
                 ,
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 feare
                 her
                 wondrous
                 beauti
                 's
                 such
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 A
                 thousand
                 thousand
                 Cupids
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 ,
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 not
                 
                 tutch
                 ,
                 they
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 ,
                 they
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 V.
                 
              
               
                 
                 TO
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 she
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 ,
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Which
                 words
                 doe
                 pierce
                 and
                 grieue
                 
                 my
                 hartfull
                 sore
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 my
                 paine
                 encreaseth
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 encreaseth
                 ,
                 Yet
                 I
                 le
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 le
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 le
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 trouble
                 you
                 no
                 more
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Goodnight
                 sweet
                 hart
                 ,
                 goodnight
                 my
                 deere
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 must
                 be
                 
                 gone
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 alone
                 .
                 good
                 
                 night
                 sweet
                 hart
                 ,
                 goodnight
                 my
                 deere
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 must
                 bee
                 gone
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 being
                 
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 alone
                 .
                 Ile
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VI.
                 
              
               
                 
                 OH
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 oh
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 my
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 oh
                 ij
                 .
                 oh
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 sweet
                 Iewel
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 cast
                 me
                 
                 downe
                 to
                 the
                 ground
                 tarry
                 till
                 I
                 rise
                 ,
                 thou
                 ij
                 .
                 Oh
                 thou
                 vnkind
                 and
                 cruell
                 ,
                 wilt
                 
                 thou
                 away
                 ,
                 then
                 well
                 I
                 may
                 ,
                 repent
                 the
                 day
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 wilt
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 since
                 so
                 sodenly
                 ,
                 since
                 ij
                 .
                 since
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 feele
                 ,
                 all
                 thy
                 
                 loue
                 from
                 mee
                 ,
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 me
                 remoued
                 .
                 Wilt
                 thou
                 away
                 ,
                 then
                 
                 well
                 I
                 may
                 ,
                 repent
                 the
                 day
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 wilt
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 since
                 so
                 sodenly
                 ,
                 since
                 ij
                 .
                 since
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 feele
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 
                 mee
                 ,
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 mee
                 re-moued
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 an
                 euening
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 ,
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 an
                 
                 euening
                 walking
                 ,
                 faire
                 Philli-da
                 I
                 saw
                 ,
                 I
                 saw
                 ,
                 faire
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 faire
                 Phillida
                 I
                 saw
                 ,
                 faire
                 ij
                 .
                 Where
                 shee
                 was
                 talking
                 ,
                 with
                 her
                 loue
                 
                   Coridon
                   ,
                   
                   Coridon
                
                 ,
                 with
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 .
                 ij
                 .
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 who
                 stood
                 (
                 now
                 )
                 all
                 sadly
                 ,
                 
                 stood
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 look'd
                 badly
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 he
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 look'd
                 ,
                 but
                 
                 look'd
                 full
                 badly
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 badly
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 but
                 look'd
                 full
                 bad-ly
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALas
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 runne
                 away
                 from
                 
                 her
                 that
                 loues
                 mee
                 ,
                 must
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 loues
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 running
                 curse
                 the
                 
                 causers
                 of
                 my
                 flight
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 it
                 now
                 behoues
                 me
                 ,
                 yet
                 wisedome
                 saith
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 it
                 
                 now
                 bee
                 -
                 houes
                 me
                 ,
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 yeeld
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 and
                 yeelde
                 ,
                 and
                 yeelde
                 vnto
                 
                 their
                 spight
                 .
                 to
                 depart
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 and
                 yeeld
                 ,
                 and
                 yeeld
                 vnto
                 their
                 spight
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               songs
               of
               3.
               parts
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               4.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 IX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 O
                 Stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 ,
                 doe
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 O
                 stay
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 frownes
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 disgraces
                 ,
                 and
                 disdainfull
                 deeds
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 when
                 euery
                 eye
                 with
                 
                 pit
                 -
                 tie
                 ,
                 doth
                 lament
                 mee
                 ,
                 doth
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 viewes
                 my
                 face
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 
                 reades
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 reades
                 .
                 Oh
                 be
                 not
                 ,
                 be
                 not
                 so
                 ,
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 harted
                 
                 stil
                 ,
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 for
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 Oh
                 bee
                 not
                 ,
                 bee
                 not
                 so
                 ,
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 
                 harted
                 still
                 ,
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 for
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 X.
                 
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 hath
                 long
                 desired
                 to
                 bee
                 ,
                 to
                 
                 bee
                 ,
                 hath
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 be
                 ,
                 and
                 maruells
                 much
                 so
                 deere
                 a
                 friend
                 ,
                 is
                 not
                 re
                 -
                 
                 taynd
                 by
                 mee
                 :
                 She
                 doth
                 condemne
                 my
                 hast
                 ,
                 in
                 passing
                 the
                 estate
                 of
                 my
                 whole
                 lyfe
                 ,
                 
                 into
                 their
                 hands
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 who
                 nought
                 paies
                 for't
                 but
                 hate
                 ,
                 but
                 hate
                 ,
                 and
                 not
                 suf
                 -
                 
                 fic'd
                 with
                 this
                 ,
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 did
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 ,
                 of
                 my
                 enioyed
                 li-ber-ties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 beau
                 -
                 
                 t'ous
                 sight
                 ,
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 vnto
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 not
                 suffic'd
                 with
                 this
                 ,
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 
                 I
                 dyd
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 of
                 my
                 enioyed
                 liberties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 vnto
                 your
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 PIttie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Pittie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 ●●●tie
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 my
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 
                 fetc
                 ht
                 from
                 the
                 depth
                 ,
                 fetch
                 ij
                 .
                 the
                 depth
                 of
                 griefe
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 :
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 of
                 griefe
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 whose
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speak
                 ,
                 no
                 
                 hope
                 affords
                 ,
                 whose
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 hope
                 af
                 -
                 fords
                 ,
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 sa
                 -
                 
                 uing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 know
                 my
                 discontent
                 .
                 whose
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speak
                 ,
                 no
                 hope
                 af
                 -
                 
                 fords
                 ,
                 whose
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 hope
                 af
                 -
                 fords
                 :
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 sa
                 -
                 
                 uing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 know
                 my
                 discontent
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MOpsie
                 leaue
                 of
                 to
                 loue
                 ,
                 Mopsie
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 
                 hopes
                 are
                 vaine
                 ,
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 hopes
                 are
                 vaine
                 ,
                 are
                 vaine
                 ,
                 
                 I
                 haue
                 an
                 nother
                 that
                 doth
                 much
                 excell
                 thee
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 whose
                 meanest
                 graces
                 thy
                 per-fecti-ons
                 staine
                 :
                 Yet
                 loue
                 him selfe
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 
                 loue
                 cannot
                 compell
                 mee
                 ,
                 cannot
                 compell
                 mee
                 ,
                 compell
                 mee
                 ,
                 Yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
                 &
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 which
                 parts
                 ,
                 no
                 lit-tle
                 lit-tle
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 no
                 
                 lit
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 lit-tle
                 lit-tle
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 Yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 
                 wise
                 ,
                 and
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 which
                 parts
                 ,
                 no
                 lit-tle
                 lit-tle
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 no
                 little
                 lit
                 -
                 tle
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SWeet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 ,
                 
                 As
                 hee
                 that
                 burnes
                 ,
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 
                 burnes
                 ,
                 and
                 nourisheth
                 the
                 fire
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 griefe
                 doth
                 waxe
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 reason
                 lesse
                 
                 doth
                 grow
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Yet
                 want
                 I
                 power
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 bridle
                 my
                 de
                 -
                 sire
                 .
                 
                 Content
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 all
                 distressed
                 ,
                 Aye
                 ,
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 To
                 be
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 Con
                 -
                 
                 tent
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 all
                 distressed
                 .
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 To
                 bee
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 ,
                 my
                 
                 care
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eies
                 you
                 gase
                 ,
                 or
                 looke
                 for
                 aide
                 ,
                 for
                 aide
                 ,
                 
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eares
                 you
                 listen
                 
                 after
                 ayre
                 ,
                 you
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 ,
                 In
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 think
                 what
                 hath
                 beene
                 said
                 ,
                 you
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 re-gar-ded
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar
                 -
                 
                 ded
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 re
                 -
                 
                 gar-ded
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 ,
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar-ded
                 .
                 in
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 ,
                 when
                 
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar
                 -
                 ded
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XV.
                 
              
               
                 
                 WHen
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 ,
                 that
                 to
                 affec
                 -
                 
                 ti
                 -
                 on
                 ,
                 and
                 firme
                 faith
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 she
                 saith
                 shee
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 a
                 friend
                 to
                 
                 mee
                 ,
                 shee
                 saith
                 shee
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 a
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 bee
                 true
                 :
                 and
                 with
                 this
                 answere
                 still
                 
                 my
                 ioyes
                 prolongeth
                 ,
                 prolongeth
                 ,
                 but
                 deare
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 But
                 
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 mee
                 and
                 de
                 -
                 
                 lay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 de-lay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 
                 but
                 deare
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 Thus
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 mee
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 de
                 -
                 lay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XVI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IOye
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 Ioy
                 
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 ,
                 ioy
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 
                 Vouchsafe
                 to
                 read
                 these
                 lines
                 my
                 hart
                 doth
                 send
                 ,
                 and
                 hauing
                 read
                 ,
                 some
                 pittie
                 ,
                 some
                 
                 pittie
                 deere
                 vnfould
                 ,
                 some
                 ij
                 .
                 To
                 these
                 sad
                 abstracts
                 ,
                 sad
                 ij
                 .
                 drawing
                 
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 :
                 drawing
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 :
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 stellafie
                 ,
                 
                 the
                 light
                 ,
                 Show
                 equall
                 power
                 and
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 
                 stellafie
                 the
                 light
                 ,
                 Show
                 equall
                 power
                 ,
                 and
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               songs
               of
               4.
               parts
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               5.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 XVII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALL
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 ,
                 All
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 
                 ioy
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 seate
                 your selues
                 arow
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 -
                 
                 row
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 arow
                 ,
                 and
                 weepe
                 ,
                 and
                 weepe
                 beesids
                 mee
                 ,
                 that
                 
                 while
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 fayling
                 ,
                 the
                 world
                 may
                 see
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 loue
                 what
                 ill
                 be
                 -
                 
                 tide
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 after
                 death
                 ,
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 behoue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ,
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
                 
                 for
                 loue
                 ,
                 and
                 after
                 death
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 behoue
                 ,
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ,
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XVIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 hut
                 a
                 frost
                 of
                 cares
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 ,
                 
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 my
                 crop
                 of
                 corne
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 feeld
                 of
                 tares
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 all
                 my
                 good
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 vaine
                 hope
                 of
                 gaine
                 :
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 gaine
                 ,
                 
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 gaine
                 ,
                 the
                 day
                 is
                 fled
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 saw
                 no
                 
                 sunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 
                 now
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 done
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 second
                 part
                 .
                 XIX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 THE
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 hath
                 not
                 sprung
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 
                 the
                 fruit
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 the
                 
                 leaues
                 be
                 greene
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 youth
                 is
                 gone
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 am
                 but
                 young
                 ,
                 I
                 saw
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 My
                 thread
                 is
                 cut
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 is
                 not
                 spun
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 life
                 is
                 done
                 .
                 
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XX.
                 
              
               
                 
                 FAyer
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deere
                 &
                 onely
                 Iew
                 -
                 
                 ell
                 ,
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onely
                 Iew
                 -
                 ell
                 ,
                 Mylde
                 are
                 her
                 lookes
                 ,
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 yet
                 her
                 hart
                 is
                 cruell
                 ,
                 but
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 ,
                 
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 be
                 exilde
                 .
                 
                 then
                 ij
                 bee
                 ex-ild
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 ,
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 be
                 exild
                 .
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 be
                 ex
                 -
                 I
                 ld
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XXI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SLie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 ,
                 It
                 
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 it
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 it
                 ij
                 .
                 or
                 lit-tle
                 
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 That
                 my
                 true
                 hart
                 you
                 had
                 be
                 -
                 reft
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 ij
                 .
                 Till
                 
                 that
                 vnkinde
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 Leauing
                 
                 you
                 lose
                 ,
                 losing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 Leauing
                 you
                 lose
                 ,
                 
                 losing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 That
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 XXII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 WHat
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 ,
                 Then
                 rob
                 a
                 man
                 and
                 
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Wherefore
                 of
                 loue
                 I
                 aske
                 this
                 meede
                 ,
                 To
                 
                 bring
                 you
                 where
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 
                 bring
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 where
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 
                 may
                 for
                 your
                 a-misses
                 ,
                 Bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
                 
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis
                 -
                 ses
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 
                 your
                 amis
                 -
                 ses
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis-ses
                 ,
                 bee
                 
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis
                 -
                 ses
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YEE
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 ij
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 
                 yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 That
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 
                 in
                 foulds
                 of
                 end
                 -
                 lesse
                 woes
                 ,
                 that
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 ,
                 in
                 foulds
                 of
                 endlesse
                 
                 woes
                 :
                 Tire
                 on
                 my
                 hart
                 and
                 wound
                 it
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 Since
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 since
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 ij
                 .
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 proues
                 my
                 equall
                 foes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 
                 hopes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hap-pie
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 layes
                 .
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hopes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 laies
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YOu
                 mourne
                 :
                 And
                 Goddesses
                 de-send
                 ,
                 and
                 ayde
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 aide
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 sprite
                 ,
                 
                 Sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 for
                 mee
                 t'
                 intend
                 ,
                 Let
                 heauinesse
                 
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 ij
                 .
                 let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 ij
                 .
                 bee
                 my
                 delight
                 ,
                 
                 And
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 alwaies
                 in
                 my
                 sight
                 :
                 and
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 in
                 my
                 sight
                 ,
                 I
                 pray
                 
                 thee
                 stand
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 The
                 powers
                 deuine
                 ,
                 to
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 to
                 it
                 are
                 
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 assenting
                 ,
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
             
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
               ALTVS
               .
            
             
               MADRIGALES
               TO
               3.
               4.
               and
               5.
               parts
               :
               apt
               for
               Viols
               and
               voices
               .
            
             
               Newly
               composed
               by
               Michaell
               Este
               .
            
             
               1604.
               
            
             
               IN
               LONDON
               PRINTED
               BY
               THOMAS
               ESTE
               .
            
          
           
             
             
             
               TO
               THE
               RIGHT
               VVORSHIPFVL
               and
               my
               verie
               good
               friend
               :
               Sir
               Iohn
               Crofts
               Knight
               .
               Michaell
               Este
               wisheth
               long
               life
               ,
               health
               and
               happines
               ,
               with
               increase
               of
               honor
               .
            
             
               WOrshipfull
               Sir
               :
               hauing
               drawne
               together
               these
               Compositions
               ,
               and
               there-with
               acquainted
               some
               of
               my
               wel-willers
               ,
               studious
               and
               skilful
               in
               the
               most
               delectable
               Science
               ,
               it
               pleased
               them
               not
               onely
               with
               sweet
               words
               friendly
               to
               approoue
               what
               I
               had
               done
               ,
               and
               t'incourage
               mee
               boldlie
               to
               goe-on
               in
               my
               course
               of
               studies
               ,
               but
               also
               with
               manie
               arguments
               earnestlie
               to
               importune
               mee
               to
               publish
               for
               a
               common
               benefit
               ,
               which
               my selfe
               had
               done
               for
               my
               owne
               recreation
               and
               priuate
               exercise
               .
               Thus
               whet-on
               I
               did
               consent
               ,
               and
               doe
               present
               vnto
               your
               worship
               these
               Musicall
               inuentions
               of
               mine
               ,
               not
               as
               did
               the
               Philosopher
               his
               booke
               of
               Iustice
               vnto
               Antigonus
               ,
               that
               delighted
               in
               oppression
               (
               an
               vnmeete
               Patron
               for
               so
               sweet
               and
               necessarie
               a
               subiect
               )
               ;
               but
               as
               to
               one
               addicted
               to
               the
               Muses
               ,
               studious
               of
               all
               good
               Sciences
               ,
               excelling
               in
               vertue
               ;
               delighting
               in
               Musick
               ;
               with-all
               ,
               desiring
               your
               Protection
               and
               Pardon
               :
               Protection
               of
               these
               my
               labours
               ,
               the
               first
               fruits
               of
               my
               weake
               studies
               against
               deprauers
               ;
               Pardon
               for
               publishing
               them
               so
               boldlie
               vnder
               your
               worships
               name
               :
               which
               if
               I
               finde
               (
               whereof
               I
               doubt
               not
               )
               then
               shall
               I
               bee
               encouraged
               with
               more
               alacritie
               ,
               both
               to
               proceed
               as
               I
               haue
               now
               begun
               ,
               and
               to
               prepare
               my selfe
               to
               some
               greater
               task
               .
               And
               so
               I
               humblie
               take
               my
               leaue
               ,
               wishing
               all
               manner
               good
               ,
               both
               vnto
               your
               worship
               ,
               and
               all
               yours
               .
            
             
               
                 Yours
                 in
                 all
                 loue
                 and
                 dutie
                 ,
                 
                   Michaell
                   Este
                
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 3.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 I
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May.
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 II
              
               
                 Coridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 III
              
               
                 Young
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaim'd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war.
                 
              
               
                 IIII
              
               
                 To
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 she
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 .
              
               
                 V
              
               
                 Oh
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 VI
              
               
                 In
                 an
                 euening
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 .
              
               
                 VII
              
               
                 Alas
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 run
                 away
                 .
              
               
                 VIII
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 .
              
               
                 IX
              
               
                 My
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 X
              
               
                 Pittie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 .
              
               
                 XI
              
               
                 Mopsie
                 leaue
                 off
                 to
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 XII
              
               
                 Sweet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 .
              
               
                 XIII
              
               
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 .
              
               
                 XIIII
              
               
                 When
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 .
              
               
                 XV
              
               
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 .
              
               
                 XVI
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 All
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 .
              
               
                 XVII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XVIII
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XIX
              
               
                 Faire
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 my
                 deere
                 &
                 onely
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 XX
              
               
                 Slie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXI
              
               
                 What
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXII
              
               
                 Yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 .
              
               
                 XXIII
              
               
                 You
                 mournfull
                 gods
                 .
              
               
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             ALTVS
             .
          
           
             
             
               Of
               5.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 XVII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALL
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 ,
                 All
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 
                 ioy
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 seate
                 your selues
                 arow
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 weepe
                 beesids
                 mee
                 ,
                 that
                 while
                 my
                 
                 lyfe
                 is
                 fayling
                 ,
                 the
                 world
                 may
                 see
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 loue
                 what
                 ill
                 betide
                 mee
                 ,
                 be
                 -
                 
                 tyde
                 mee
                 ,
                 And
                 after
                 death
                 ,
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 beehoue
                 ,
                 And
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ,
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
                 And
                 after
                 death
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 
                 my
                 beehoue
                 ,
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ,
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 is
                 
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XVIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 but
                 
                 a
                 frost
                 of
                 cares
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ;
                 
                 My
                 crop
                 of
                 corne
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 feeld
                 of
                 tares
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 
                 all
                 my
                 good
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 vaine
                 hope
                 of
                 gaine
                 :
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 gaine
                 ,
                 vain
                 hope
                 of
                 
                 gaine
                 ,
                 vaine
                 ij
                 .
                 The
                 day
                 is
                 fled
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 saw
                 no
                 Sunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 ,
                 &
                 now
                 I
                 
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 
                 done
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 second
                 part
                 .
                 XIX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 THe
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 hath
                 not
                 sprung
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 the
                 fruit
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 the
                 
                 fruit
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 the
                 leaues
                 bee
                 greene
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 My
                 youth
                 is
                 gone
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 
                 am
                 but
                 young
                 ,
                 I
                 saw
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 threed
                 is
                 cut
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 is
                 not
                 
                 spunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 life
                 is
                 done
                 ▪
                 and
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XX.
                 
              
               
                 
                 FAyer
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onelie
                 ,
                 Iew-ell
                 ,
                 
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onely
                 Iew
                 -
                 ell
                 ,
                 
                 Mylde
                 are
                 her
                 lookes
                 ,
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 yet
                 her
                 hart
                 
                 is
                 cru
                 -
                 ell
                 :
                 but
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 milde
                 ,
                 
                 her
                 ij
                 .
                 Then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 be
                 exilde
                 .
                 Then
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 be
                 exilde
                 ,
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 ,
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 her
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 bee
                 exil'd
                 .
                 Then
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 be
                 ex
                 -
                 I
                 ld
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XXI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SLie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 ,
                 
                 It
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 it
                 
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 me
                 
                 grieue
                 ,
                 That
                 my
                 true
                 hart
                 you
                 had
                 bereft
                 ,
                 bereft
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 Till
                 that
                 vnkinde
                 -
                 
                 ly
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 Leauing
                 you
                 loose
                 ,
                 
                 loosing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 Leauing
                 you
                 loose
                 ,
                 loo-sing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 
                 That
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 XXII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 WHat
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 ,
                 Then
                 rob
                 a
                 man
                 and
                 
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 then
                 
                 rob
                 a
                 man
                 and
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 Wherefore
                 of
                 loue
                 I
                 aske
                 this
                 meede
                 ,
                 
                 To
                 bring
                 you
                 where
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 you
                 ij
                 .
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 your
                 amisses
                 ,
                 Be
                 dammag'd
                 
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 
                 kisses
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis
                 -
                 ses
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 
                 your
                 amisses
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YEE
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 ij
                 .
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 ye
                 
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 That
                 
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 ,
                 in
                 foulds
                 of
                 endlesse
                 woes
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Tire
                 on
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 and
                 wound
                 it
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 with
                 
                 your
                 spight
                 :
                 Since
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 since
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ▪
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 proues
                 my
                 equall
                 foes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hopes
                 ,
                 farewell
                 my
                 hap
                 
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 sub●●●●
                 〈…〉
                 
                 layes
                 .
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hopes
                 ,
                 farewell
                 my
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sw●●●
                 〈…〉
                 
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 〈…〉
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YOu
                 mournefull
                 Gods
                 ,
                 and
                 Goddesses
                 de-fend
                 ,
                 defend
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 ayde
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 aide
                 my
                 soule
                 
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 sprite
                 ,
                 Sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 
                 for
                 mee
                 t'
                 intend
                 ,
                 for
                 ij
                 .
                 Let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 ij
                 .
                 let
                 
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 heauinesse
                 bee
                 my
                 delight
                 ,
                 And
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 alwaies
                 in
                 
                 〈◊〉
                 sight
                 ,
                 alwaies
                 in
                 my
                 sight
                 :
                 I
                 pray
                 thee
                 stand
                 ,
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 
                 〈…〉
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 The
                 powers
                 de
                 -
                 
                 〈…〉
                 ●●●●●ting
                 ▪
                 assenting
                 .
                 to
                 〈…〉
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 assent-ing
                 .
              
            
             
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
               TENOR
               .
            
             
               MADRIGALES
               TO
               3.
               4.
               and
               5.
               parts
               :
               apt
               for
               Viols
               and
               voices
               .
            
             
               Newly
               composed
               by
               Michaell
               Este
               .
            
             
               1604.
               
            
             
               IN
               LONDON
               PRINTED
               BY
               THOMAS
               ESTE
               .
            
          
           
             
             
             
               TO
               THE
               RIGHT
               VVORSHIPFVL
               and
               my
               verie
               good
               friend
               :
               Sir
               Iohn
               Crofts
               Knight
               .
               Michaell
               Este
               wisheth
               long
               life
               ,
               health
               and
               happines
               ,
               with
               increase
               of
               honor
               .
            
             
               WOrshipfull
               Sir
               :
               hauing
               drawne
               together
               these
               Compositions
               ,
               and
               there-with
               acquainted
               some
               of
               my
               wel-willers
               ,
               studious
               and
               skilful
               in
               the
               most
               delectable
               Science
               ,
               it
               pleased
               them
               not
               onely
               with
               sweet
               words
               friendly
               to
               approoue
               what
               I
               had
               done
               ,
               and
               t'incourage
               mee
               boldlie
               to
               goe-on
               in
               my
               course
               of
               studies
               ,
               but
               also
               with
               manie
               arguments
               earnestlie
               to
               importune
               mee
               to
               publish
               for
               a
               common
               benefit
               ,
               which
               my selfe
               had
               done
               for
               my
               owne
               recreation
               and
               priuate
               exercise
               .
               Thus
               whet-on
               I
               did
               consent
               ,
               and
               doe
               present
               vnto
               your
               worship
               these
               Musicall
               inuentions
               of
               mine
               ,
               not
               as
               did
               the
               Philosopher
               his
               booke
               of
               Iustice
               vnto
               Antigonus
               ,
               that
               delighted
               in
               oppression
               (
               an
               vnmeete
               Patron
               for
               so
               sweet
               and
               necessarie
               a
               subiect
               )
               ;
               but
               as
               to
               one
               addicted
               to
               the
               Muses
               studious
               of
               all
               good
               Sciences
               ,
               excelling
               in
               vertue
               ;
               delighting
               in
               Musick
               ;
               with-all
               ,
               desiring
               your
               Protection
               and
               Pardon
               :
               Protection
               of
               these
               my
               labours
               ,
               the
               first
               fruits
               of
               my
               weake
               studies
               against
               deprauers
               ;
               Pardon
               for
               publishing
               them
               so
               boldlie
               vnder
               your
               worships
               name
               :
               which
               if
               I
               finde
               (
               whereof
               I
               doubt
               not
               )
               then
               shall
               I
               bee
               encouraged
               with
               more
               alacritie
               ,
               both
               to
               proceed
               as
               I
               haue
               now
               begun
               ,
               and
               to
               prepare
               my selfe
               to
               some
               greater
               task
               .
               And
               so
               I
               humblie
               take
               my
               leaue
               ,
               wishing
               all
               manner
               good
               ,
               both
               vnto
               your
               worship
               ,
               and
               all
               yours
               .
            
             
               
                 Yours
                 in
                 all
                 loue
                 and
                 dutie
                 ,
                 
                   Michaell
                   Este
                
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 3.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 I
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May.
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 II
              
               
                 Coridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 III
              
               
                 Young
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaim'd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war.
                 
              
               
                 IIII
              
               
                 To
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 she
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 .
              
               
                 V
              
               
                 Oh
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 VI
              
               
                 In
                 an
                 euening
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 .
              
               
                 VII
              
               
                 A
                 las
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 run
                 away
                 .
              
               
                 VIII
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 .
              
               
                 IX
              
               
                 My
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 X
              
               
                 Pittie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 .
              
               
                 XI
              
               
                 Mopsie
                 leaue
                 off
                 to
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 XII
              
               
                 Sweet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 .
              
               
                 XIII
              
               
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 .
              
               
                 XIIII
              
               
                 When
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 .
              
               
                 XV
              
               
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 .
              
               
                 XVI
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 All
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 .
              
               
                 XVII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XVIII
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XIX
              
               
                 Faire
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 my
                 deere
                 &
                 onely
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 XX
              
               
                 Slie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXI
              
               
                 What
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXII
              
               
                 Yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 .
              
               
                 XXIII
              
               
                 You
                 mournfull
                 gods
                 .
              
               
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             TENOR
             .
          
           
             
             
               Of
               4.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 IX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 O
                 Stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 tor
                 -
                 
                 ment
                 mee
                 ,
                 doe
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 frownes
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 disgra
                 -
                 ces
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 disdainfull
                 deeds
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 when
                 euery
                 eye
                 with
                 pittie
                 ,
                 when
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 doth
                 lament
                 mee
                 ,
                 that
                 viewes
                 my
                 face
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 reads
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 reades
                 .
                 Oh
                 be
                 not
                 ,
                 be
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 harted
                 stil
                 ,
                 hard
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Oh
                 bee
                 not
                 ,
                 bee
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 harted
                 still
                 ,
                 hard
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 spare
                 
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 X.
                 
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 hath
                 
                 long
                 desired
                 to
                 bee
                 ,
                 hath
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 maruells
                 much
                 so
                 deere
                 a
                 friend
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 not
                 retaynd
                 by
                 mee
                 :
                 She
                 doth
                 condemne
                 my
                 foolish
                 hast
                 ,
                 in
                 passing
                 
                 the
                 estate
                 ,
                 of
                 my
                 whole
                 lyfe
                 into
                 your
                 hands
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 who
                 nought
                 payes
                 for't
                 but
                 
                 hate
                 ,
                 and
                 not
                 suffic'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 this
                 ,
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 dyd
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 of
                 my
                 enioyed
                 
                 li
                 -
                 berties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 ,
                 vnto
                 ij
                 .
                 vnto
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 not
                 suffic'd
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 this
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 did
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 ,
                 of
                 my
                 enioyed
                 liberties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 .
                 vn
                 -
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 vnto
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 PIttie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 
                 pittie
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 fetch
                 from
                 the
                 depth
                 ,
                 fetch
                 ij
                 .
                 fetch
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 griefe
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 :
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 whose
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speak
                 ,
                 no
                 hope
                 affords
                 ,
                 
                 whose
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 hope
                 af
                 -
                 fords
                 ,
                 sauing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 know
                 ,
                 my
                 discon
                 -
                 
                 tent
                 .
                 whose
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speak
                 ,
                 no
                 hope
                 affords
                 :
                 whose
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 no
                 hope
                 af
                 -
                 fords
                 ,
                 sauing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 know
                 my
                 discon
                 -
                 tent
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MOpsie
                 leaue
                 of
                 to
                 loue
                 ,
                 Mopsie
                 ij
                 leaue
                 of
                 to
                 
                 loue
                 ,
                 thy
                 hopes
                 are
                 vaine
                 ,
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 
                 haue
                 a-nother
                 that
                 doth
                 much
                 excell
                 thee
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 whose
                 meanest
                 
                 graces
                 thy
                 perfections
                 staine
                 :
                 Yet
                 loue
                 him selfe
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 loue
                 cannot
                 compell
                 
                 mee
                 ,
                 can
                 ij
                 .
                 can
                 ij
                 .
                 yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
                 &
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 which
                 parts
                 ,
                 
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
                 and
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 which
                 parts
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 little
                 
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SWeet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 ,
                 
                 As
                 he
                 that
                 burnes
                 ,
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 nourisheth
                 the
                 fire
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 nourisheth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 griefe
                 doth
                 waxe
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ▪
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 reason
                 lesse
                 doth
                 grow
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Yet
                 want
                 I
                 power
                 to
                 bridle
                 my
                 de
                 -
                 
                 sire
                 ,
                 my
                 desire
                 ,
                 Content
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 all
                 di-stres-sed
                 ,
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 To
                 be
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 Con
                 -
                 
                 tent
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 all
                 distressed
                 .
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 Aye
                 ij
                 .
                 To
                 bee
                 with
                 loue
                 op
                 -
                 
                 pressed
                 .
                 to
                 bee
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
                 to
                 bee
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 In
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eies
                 you
                 gase
                 ,
                 In
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 or
                 looke
                 for
                 aide
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 myne
                 eares
                 you
                 
                 listen
                 ,
                 you
                 listen
                 after
                 aire
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 ,
                 my
                 thoughts
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 
                 you
                 thinke
                 what
                 hath
                 beene
                 said
                 ,
                 you
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 ▪
                 
                 not
                 re-gar-ded
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar-ded
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 regarded
                 ,
                 
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 ,
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar-ded
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XV.
                 
              
               
                 
                 WHen
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 ,
                 that
                 to
                 affec
                 -
                 
                 tion
                 ,
                 and
                 firme
                 faith
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 A
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 she
                 saith
                 shee
                 will
                 be
                 true
                 ,
                 a
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 she
                 
                 saith
                 shee
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 and
                 with
                 this
                 answere
                 still
                 my
                 ioyes
                 prolongeth
                 ,
                 
                 prolongeth
                 :
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 mee
                 and
                 delay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 and
                 de
                 -
                 lay
                 my
                 
                 blisse
                 .
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 delay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 and
                 de
                 -
                 
                 lay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XVI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IOye
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 ioy
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 Vouchsafe
                 
                 to
                 read
                 these
                 lines
                 my
                 hart
                 doth
                 send
                 ,
                 and
                 hauing
                 (
                 now
                 )
                 read
                 ▪
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 some
                 
                 pittie
                 deere
                 vnfould
                 .
                 some
                 ij
                 .
                 To
                 these
                 sad
                 abstracts
                 drawing
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 :
                 
                 drawing
                 ij
                 .
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 stella
                 -
                 fie
                 the
                 light
                 ,
                 Show
                 e-quall
                 
                 power
                 and
                 day-efie
                 my
                 night
                 .
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 stella
                 -
                 fie
                 the
                 light
                 ,
                 
                 Show
                 equall
                 power
                 ,
                 and
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               songs
               of
               4.
               parts
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               5.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 XVII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALL
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 ,
                 All
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 come
                 seate
                 your selues
                 arow
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 
                 seate
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 weepe
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 beesids
                 
                 mee
                 ,
                 That
                 while
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 fayling
                 ,
                 the
                 world
                 may
                 see
                 ,
                 in
                 loue
                 what
                 ill
                 bee
                 -
                 
                 tide
                 mee
                 ,
                 And
                 after
                 death
                 ,
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 beehoue
                 ,
                 And
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 And
                 after
                 death
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 beehoue
                 ,
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ,
                   Troye-lus
                
                 ,
                 
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XVIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 frost
                 
                 of
                 cares
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ▪
                 My
                 crop
                 of
                 corne
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 feeld
                 of
                 tares
                 ,
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 all
                 my
                 good
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 vaine
                 hope
                 of
                 gaine
                 :
                 of
                 gaine
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 gaine
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 saw
                 no
                 Sunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 ,
                 &
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 &
                 
                 now
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 done
                 .
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 second
                 part
                 .
                 XIX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 THe
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 hath
                 not
                 sprung
                 ,
                 
                 the
                 fruit
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 the
                 
                 leaues
                 bee
                 greene
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 youth
                 is
                 
                 gone
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 am
                 but
                 young
                 ,
                 
                 I
                 saw
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 is
                 not
                 spunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 life
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XX.
                 
              
               
                 
                 FAyer
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onelie
                 ,
                 Iewel
                 ,
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onely
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 Mylde
                 are
                 her
                 
                 lookes
                 ,
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 yet
                 her
                 hart
                 is
                 cru
                 -
                 ell
                 :
                 
                 but
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 milde
                 ,
                 Then
                 
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 be
                 exilde
                 .
                 Then
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 comfort
                 
                 bee
                 exilde
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 ,
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 
                 from
                 comfort
                 bee
                 exil'd
                 .
                 Then
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 comfort
                 bee
                 exild
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XXI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SLie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 (
                 me
                 )
                 beleeue
                 ,
                 
                 It
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 mee
                 
                 grieue
                 ,
                 it
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 me
                 grieue
                 ,
                 That
                 
                 my
                 true
                 hart
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 had
                 be
                 -
                 reft
                 ,
                 Till
                 that
                 vnkindely
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 Leauing
                 you
                 loose
                 ,
                 
                 loosing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 Leauing
                 you
                 loose
                 ,
                 loosing
                 
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 That
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 XXII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 WHat
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 ,
                 Then
                 rob
                 a
                 man
                 and
                 
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 Wherefore
                 of
                 loue
                 I
                 aske
                 this
                 meede
                 ,
                 
                 To
                 bring
                 you
                 where
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 where
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 
                 your
                 amisses
                 ,
                 Be
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 ,
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 your
                 amisses
                 ,
                 
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 bee
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YEE
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 ij
                 .
                 yee
                 ij
                 .
                 companions
                 
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 That
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 ,
                 that
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 
                 in
                 foulds
                 of
                 end
                 -
                 lesse
                 woes
                 ,
                 Tire
                 on
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 and
                 wound
                 it
                 with
                 
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 ,
                 Since
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 since
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 proues
                 my
                 e-quall
                 foes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hopes
                 ,
                 
                 farewell
                 my
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 layes
                 .
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hopes
                 ,
                 farewell
                 my
                 
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 ▪
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 wel
                 :
                 ij
                 ▪
                 wel
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 laies
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YOu
                 mournefull
                 Gods
                 ,
                 and
                 Goddesses
                 de-fend
                 ,
                 defend
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 ayde
                 my
                 soule
                 ,
                 and
                 aide
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 with
                 
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 sprite
                 ,
                 Sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 for
                 mee
                 t'in
                 -
                 
                 tend
                 ,
                 Let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 heauinesse
                 
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 ij
                 .
                 delight
                 ,
                 And
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 alwaies
                 in
                 my
                 sight
                 ,
                 in
                 my
                 
                 sight
                 :
                 I
                 pray
                 thee
                 stand
                 ,
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ▪
                 
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 The
                 powers
                 deuine
                 ,
                 to
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 
                 assenting
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 assent
                 -
                 ing
                 .
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
             
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
               BASSVS
               .
            
             
               MADRIGALES
               TO
               3.
               4.
               and
               5.
               parts
               :
               apt
               for
               Viols
               and
               voices
               .
            
             
               Newly
               composed
               by
               Michaell
               Este
               .
            
             
               1604.
               
            
             
               IN
               LONDON
               PRINTED
               BY
               THOMAS
               ESTE
               .
            
          
           
             
             
             
               TO
               THE
               RIGHT
               VVORSHIPFVL
               and
               my
               verie
               good
               friend
               :
               Sir
               Iohn
               Crofts
               Knight
               .
               Michaell
               Este
               wisheth
               long
               life
               ,
               health
               and
               happines
               ,
               with
               increase
               of
               honor
               .
            
             
               WOrshipfull
               Sir
               :
               hauing
               drawne
               together
               these
               Compositions
               ,
               and
               there-with
               acquainted
               some
               of
               my
               wel-willers
               ,
               studious
               and
               skilful
               in
               the
               most
               delectable
               Science
               ,
               it
               pleased
               them
               not
               onely
               with
               sweet
               words
               friendly
               to
               approoue
               what
               I
               had
               done
               ,
               and
               t'incourage
               mee
               boldlie
               to
               goe-on
               in
               my
               course
               of
               studies
               ,
               but
               also
               with
               manie
               arguments
               earnestlie
               to
               importune
               mee
               to
               publish
               for
               a
               common
               benefit
               ,
               which
               my selfe
               had
               done
               for
               my
               owne
               recreation
               and
               priuate
               exercise
               .
               Thus
               whet-on
               I
               did
               consent
               ,
               and
               doe
               present
               vnto
               your
               worship
               these
               Musicall
               inuentions
               of
               mine
               ,
               not
               as
               did
               the
               Philosopher
               his
               booke
               of
               Iustice
               vnto
               Antigonus
               ,
               that
               delighted
               in
               oppression
               (
               an
               vnmeete
               Patron
               for
               so
               sweet
               and
               necessarie
               a
               subiect
               )
               ;
               but
               as
               to
               one
               addicted
               to
               the
               Muses
               ▪
               studious
               of
               all
               good
               Sciences
               ,
               excelling
               in
               vertue
               ;
               delighting
               in
               Musick
               ;
               with-all
               ,
               desiring
               your
               Protection
               and
               Pardon
               :
               Protection
               of
               these
               my
               labours
               ,
               the
               first
               fruits
               of
               my
               weake
               studies
               against
               deprauers
               ;
               Pardon
               for
               publishing
               them
               so
               boldlie
               vnder
               your
               worships
               name
               :
               which
               if
               I
               finde
               (
               whereof
               I
               doubt
               not
               )
               then
               shall
               I
               bee
               encouraged
               with
               more
               alacritie
               ,
               both
               to
               proceed
               as
               I
               haue
               now
               begun
               ,
               and
               to
               prepare
               my selfe
               to
               some
               greater
               task
               .
               And
               so
               I
               humblie
               take
               my
               leaue
               ,
               wishing
               all
               manner
               good
               ,
               both
               vnto
               your
               worship
               ,
               and
               all
               yours
               .
            
             
               
                 Yours
                 in
                 all
                 loue
                 and
                 dutie
                 ,
                 
                   Michaell
                   Este
                
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 3.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 I
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May.
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 II
              
               
                 Coridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 III
              
               
                 Young
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaim'd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war.
                 
              
               
                 IIII
              
               
                 To
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 she
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 .
              
               
                 V
              
               
                 Oh
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 VI
              
               
                 In
                 an
                 euening
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 .
              
               
                 VII
              
               
                 A
                 las
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 run
                 away
                 .
              
               
                 VIII
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 .
              
               
                 IX
              
               
                 My
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 X
              
               
                 Pittie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 .
              
               
                 XI
              
               
                 Mopsie
                 leaue
                 off
                 to
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 XII
              
               
                 Sweet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 .
              
               
                 XIII
              
               
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 .
              
               
                 XIIII
              
               
                 When
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 .
              
               
                 XV
              
               
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 .
              
               
                 XVI
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 All
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 .
              
               
                 XVII
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XVIII
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XIX
              
               
                 Faire
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 my
                 deere
                 &
                 onely
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 XX
              
               
                 Slie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXI
              
               
                 What
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXII
              
               
                 Yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 .
              
               
                 XXIII
              
               
                 You
                 mournfull
                 gods
                 .
              
               
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             BASSVS
             .
          
           
             
             
               Of
               3.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 I.
                 
              
               
                 
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 louely
                 Iew
                 -
                 
                 ell
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 louely
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 that
                 wee
                 
                 may
                 kindly
                 ,
                 kisse
                 &
                 play
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 sweetly
                 passe
                 the
                 tyme
                 away
                 :
                 Oh
                 ,
                 goe
                 not
                 
                 sweet
                 ,
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 goe
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 are
                 to
                 cruell
                 :
                 What
                 now
                 ,
                 you
                 run
                 a
                 -
                 
                 way
                 ,
                 what
                 ij
                 .
                 disdayning
                 ,
                 and
                 leaue
                 mee
                 heare
                 complaining
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 (
                 alone
                 )
                 complaining
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 II.
                 
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 the
                 merry
                 merry
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May
                 ,
                 in
                 a
                 morne
                 by
                 
                 breake
                 of
                 day
                 ,
                 foorth
                 I
                 walked
                 by
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 foorth
                 I
                 
                 walked
                 ,
                 by
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 wheras
                 May
                 was
                 in
                 her
                 pride
                 ,
                 ther
                 I
                 spy'd
                 ,
                 Philliday
                 ,
                 
                 ij
                 .
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 much
                 a
                 doe
                 ther
                 was
                 god
                 wot
                 ,
                 he
                 wold
                 loue
                 &
                 she
                 would
                 
                 not
                 ,
                 she
                 sayd
                 neuer
                 man
                 was
                 true
                 ,
                 he
                 said
                 none
                 was
                 false
                 to
                 you
                 :
                 hee
                 said
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 he
                 said
                 he
                 had
                 lou'd
                 her
                 long
                 ,
                 she
                 said
                 loue
                 should
                 haue
                 ,
                 shee
                 saide
                 loue
                 should
                 
                 haue
                 ,
                 should
                 haue
                 no
                 wrong
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 III.
                 
              
               
                 
                 COridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 ,
                 she
                 said
                 maids
                 must
                 kisse
                 no
                 
                 men
                 ,
                 till
                 they
                 did
                 for
                 good
                 and
                 all
                 ,
                 then
                 she
                 made
                 the
                 shepherd
                 
                 call
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 heauens
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 witnesse
                 truth
                 ,
                 neuer
                 lou'd
                 a
                 truer
                 youth
                 ,
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 neuer
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 Thus
                 with
                 many
                 a
                 pretie
                 oath
                 ,
                 yea
                 and
                 nay
                 ,
                 yea
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 yea
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 faith
                 and
                 troth
                 ,
                 such
                 as
                 silly
                 shepherds
                 vse
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 will
                 not
                 loue
                 a
                 -
                 
                 buse
                 .
                 Loue
                 which
                 had
                 bene
                 long
                 deluded
                 ,
                 was
                 with
                 kisses
                 ,
                 was
                 ij
                 .
                 sweet
                 conclu
                 -
                 
                 ded
                 ,
                 and
                 Phillida
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 garlands
                 gay
                 ,
                 was
                 made
                 the
                 lady
                 of
                 the
                 May.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 IIII.
                 
              
               
                 
                 YOung
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaimd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war
                 ,
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 And
                 vows
                 re
                 -
                 
                 uenge
                 on
                 all
                 the
                 Maiden
                 crue
                 ,
                 on
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 yeeld
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 faire
                 
                   Clo
                   -
                   ris
                
                 ,
                 least
                 in
                 that
                 
                 foule
                 iar
                 ,
                 thine
                 after
                 penance
                 makes
                 thee
                 rue
                 ,
                 thy
                 folly
                 rue
                 ,
                 &
                 yet
                 I
                 feare
                 her
                 wondrous
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 beautie
                 is
                 such
                 ,
                 A
                 thousand
                 thousand
                 Cupids
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 touch
                 .
                 A
                 
                 thou
                 :
                 ij
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 ,
                 not
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 not
                 
                 Clo
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 &
                 yet
                 I
                 feare
                 her
                 wondrous
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 〈…〉
                 ●●autie
                 is
                 such
                 ,
                 A
                 thousand
                 
                 thousand
                 Cupids
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tuch
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 not
                 ij
                 .
                 not
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 they
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 V.
                 
              
               
                 
                 TO
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 shee
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Which
                 words
                 doe
                 pierce
                 and
                 grieue
                 
                 my
                 hart
                 full
                 sore
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 my
                 paine
                 encreaseth
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 paine
                 encreaseth
                 ,
                 
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 Yet
                 I
                 le
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 trouble
                 you
                 no
                 more
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 goodnight
                 sweet
                 hart
                 ,
                 goodnight
                 my
                 deere
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 must
                 be
                 gone
                 ,
                 &
                 being
                 ther
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 being
                 ther
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 alone
                 .
                 goodnight
                 sweet
                 hart
                 ,
                 
                 goodnight
                 my
                 deere
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 must
                 bee
                 gone
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 being
                 
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 alone
                 .
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 alone
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VI.
                 
              
               
                 
                 OH
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 oh
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 
                 cast
                 mee
                 downe
                 to
                 the
                 ground
                 tarry
                 till
                 I
                 rise
                 ,
                 thou
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 else
                 thou
                 art
                 most
                 cruell
                 ,
                 wilt
                 thou
                 away
                 ,
                 then
                 well
                 I
                 may
                 ,
                 repent
                 the
                 day
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 wilt
                 
                 thou
                 ij
                 .
                 since
                 so
                 soden
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 so
                 ij
                 .
                 since
                 so
                 
                 soden
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 so
                 sodenly
                 I
                 feele
                 ,
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 mee
                 remoued
                 .
                 Wilt
                 thou
                 away
                 ,
                 then
                 
                 well
                 I
                 may
                 ,
                 repent
                 the
                 day
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 wilt
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 since
                 so
                 soden
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 so
                 ij
                 .
                 since
                 ij
                 .
                 so
                 sodenly
                 I
                 feele
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 
                 mee
                 re-moued
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 an
                 euening
                 late
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 ,
                 In
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 faire
                 Phillida
                 I
                 saw
                 ,
                 Where
                 shee
                 was
                 talk
                 -
                 
                 ing
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 her
                 loue
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 who
                 stood
                 all
                 sadly
                 ,
                 who
                 ij
                 .
                 who
                 
                 stood
                 all
                 sadly
                 ,
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 badly
                 ,
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 
                 sigh'd
                 badly
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 look'd
                 full
                 badly
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 look'd
                 full
                 badly
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALas
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 runne
                 away
                 from
                 
                 her
                 that
                 loues
                 mee
                 ,
                 from
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 
                 running
                 curse
                 the
                 causers
                 of
                 my
                 flight
                 ,
                 the
                 
                 causers
                 of
                 my
                 flight
                 ,
                 yet
                 wisedome
                 saith
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 it
                 now
                 behoues
                 me
                 ,
                 it
                 
                 now
                 behoues
                 mee
                 ,
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 and
                 yeeld
                 vn
                 -
                 
                 to
                 their
                 spight
                 .
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 and
                 yeelde
                 vnto
                 their
                 spight
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               songs
               of
               3.
               parts
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               4.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 IX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 O
                 Stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 ,
                 still
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 O
                 stay
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 frownes
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 disgraces
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 disdainfull
                 deeds
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 when
                 euery
                 eye
                 with
                 pittie
                 ,
                 
                 when
                 ij
                 ▪
                 doth
                 lament
                 mee
                 ,
                 that
                 viewes
                 my
                 face
                 ,
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 reads
                 ,
                 
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 reades
                 .
                 Oh
                 be
                 not
                 ,
                 be
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 harted
                 stil
                 ,
                 
                 hard
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Oh
                 bee
                 not
                 ,
                 bee
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 harted
                 still
                 ,
                 hard
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 X.
                 
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 hope
                 a
                 councell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 hath
                 long
                 desired
                 to
                 bee
                 ,
                 to
                 be
                 ,
                 
                 hath
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 maruells
                 much
                 so
                 deere
                 a
                 friend
                 ,
                 is
                 not
                 retaind
                 by
                 mee
                 :
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 She
                 doth
                 condemne
                 my
                 foolish
                 hast
                 ,
                 in
                 passing
                 the
                 estate
                 of
                 my
                 whole
                 
                 lyfe
                 ,
                 whole
                 life
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 into
                 your
                 hands
                 ,
                 who
                 nought
                 payes
                 for't
                 but
                 hate
                 ,
                 &
                 not
                 suf
                 -
                 
                 fic'd
                 ,
                 with
                 this
                 ,
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 did
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 of
                 my
                 enioyed
                 liberties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 beau
                 -
                 
                 t'ous
                 sight
                 ,
                 and
                 not
                 suffic'd
                 with
                 this
                 ,
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 did
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 ,
                 of
                 my
                 enioyed
                 
                 liberties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 PIttie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 my
                 mo
                 -
                 
                 uing
                 words
                 ,
                 Pittie
                 ij
                 .
                 fetcht
                 from
                 the
                 depth
                 
                 of
                 griefe
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 :
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 griefe
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 whose
                 
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speak
                 ,
                 no
                 hope
                 affords
                 ,
                 whose
                 ij
                 .
                 sauing
                 that
                 thus
                 
                 you
                 know
                 ▪
                 fa
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 discontent
                 .
                 whose
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speak
                 ,
                 no
                 hope
                 af
                 -
                 
                 fords
                 :
                 whose
                 ij
                 .
                 sauing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 know
                 ,
                 sa
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 my
                 discontent
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MOpsie
                 leaue
                 of
                 to
                 loue
                 ,
                 Mopsie
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 hopes
                 are
                 
                 vaine
                 ,
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 haue
                 an
                 
                 nother
                 that
                 doth
                 much
                 excell
                 thee
                 .
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 whose
                 meanest
                 
                 graces
                 thy
                 perfections
                 staine
                 :
                 Yet
                 loue
                 him selfe
                 ,
                 to
                 loue
                 cannot
                 compell
                 mee
                 ,
                 yet
                 
                 loue
                 him selfe
                 ,
                 can
                 not
                 compell
                 mee
                 :
                 Yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
                 &
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 
                 which
                 parts
                 ,
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 lit
                 -
                 tle
                 
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 Yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
                 and
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 which
                 parts
                 ,
                 no
                 
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 lit
                 -
                 tle
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SWeet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 ,
                 
                 As
                 hee
                 that
                 burnes
                 ,
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 
                 nourisheth
                 the
                 fire
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 My
                 griefe
                 doth
                 waxe
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 reason
                 lesse
                 doth
                 grow
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 reason
                 lesse
                 doth
                 grow
                 ,
                 Yet
                 want
                 I
                 power
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 bridle
                 my
                 desire
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Content
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 all
                 distressed
                 ,
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 To
                 be
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 Content
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 
                 all
                 distressed
                 .
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 To
                 bee
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
                 
                 to
                 bee
                 with
                 loue
                 oppres
                 -
                 sed
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 In
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eies
                 you
                 gase
                 ,
                 or
                 looke
                 for
                 
                 aide
                 ,
                 in
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eies
                 you
                 gase
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 or
                 looke
                 for
                 aide
                 ,
                 or
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 In
                 vaine
                 myne
                 eares
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 listen
                 ,
                 after
                 aire
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 ,
                 In
                 
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 ,
                 you
                 thinke
                 what
                 hath
                 beene
                 said
                 ,
                 you
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 re-gar-ded
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar
                 -
                 
                 ded
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 regar
                 -
                 
                 ded
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 ,
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar-ded
                 .
                 in
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 ,
                 when
                 
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 rewar
                 -
                 ded
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XV.
                 
              
               
                 
                 WHen
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 ,
                 that
                 to
                 affec
                 -
                 
                 tion
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 firme
                 faith
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 she
                 saith
                 shee
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 a
                 friend
                 to
                 
                 mee
                 shee
                 saith
                 shee
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 and
                 with
                 this
                 answere
                 still
                 my
                 ioyes
                 prolongeth
                 ,
                 
                 still
                 ij
                 .
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 mee
                 and
                 delay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 and
                 de
                 -
                 lay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 delay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 and
                 de
                 -
                 lay
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XVI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IOye
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 
                 Ioy
                 ij
                 .
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 ,
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 Vouchsafe
                 to
                 read
                 these
                 lines
                 my
                 hart
                 doth
                 send
                 ,
                 and
                 hauing
                 read
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 hauing
                 read
                 ,
                 some
                 pittie
                 deere
                 vnfould
                 ,
                 deere
                 vnfould
                 ,
                 To
                 these
                 sad
                 abstracts
                 drawing
                 
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 :
                 drawing
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 ,
                 drawing
                 ij
                 .
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 
                 stellafie
                 the
                 light
                 ,
                 Show
                 equall
                 power
                 and
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 
                 eies
                 that
                 stellafie
                 the
                 light
                 ,
                 Show
                 equall
                 power
                 ,
                 and
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               songs
               of
               4.
               parts
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               5.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 
                 ALL
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 ,
                 All
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 seate
                 your selues
                 arow
                 ,
                 come
                 
                 seate
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 weepe
                 beesids
                 mee
                 ,
                 that
                 while
                 my
                 lyfe
                 
                 is
                 fayling
                 ,
                 the
                 world
                 may
                 see
                 ,
                 in
                 loue
                 what
                 ill
                 betide
                 mee
                 ,
                 And
                 after
                 
                 death
                 ,
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 beehoue
                 ,
                 And
                 after
                 death
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 beehoue
                 ,
                 
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ▪
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XVIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 :
                 Is
                 but
                 a
                 frost
                 of
                 cares
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 ▪
                 of
                 
                 ioy
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ;
                 My
                 crop
                 of
                 corne
                 ,
                 is
                 
                 but
                 a
                 feeld
                 of
                 tares
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 my
                 good
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 vaine
                 hope
                 of
                 gaine
                 :
                 is
                 
                 but
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 saw
                 no
                 Sunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 now
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 done
                 .
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 second
                 part
                 .
                 XIX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 THe
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 hath
                 not
                 sprung
                 ▪
                 
                 the
                 fruit
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 the
                 leaues
                 bee
                 greene
                 ,
                 the
                 
                 leaues
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 youth
                 is
                 gone
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 am
                 but
                 young
                 ,
                 
                 I
                 saw
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 is
                 not
                 
                 spunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 life
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XX.
                 
              
               
                 
                 FAyer
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onelie
                 ,
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 
                 Mylde
                 are
                 her
                 lookes
                 ,
                 but
                 yet
                 her
                 hart
                 is
                 cruell
                 ,
                 
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 Then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 
                 comfort
                 be
                 exilde
                 .
                 Then
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 comfort
                 bee
                 
                 exil'd
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 ,
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 then
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 
                 comfort
                 be
                 ex
                 -
                 I
                 ld
                 .
                 Then
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 comfort
                 
                 bee
                 ex
                 -
                 I
                 ld
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XXI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SLie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 ,
                 
                 It
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 it
                 
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 mee
                 grieue
                 ,
                 That
                 
                 my
                 true
                 hart
                 you
                 had
                 bereft
                 ,
                 bereft
                 ,
                 Till
                 that
                 vnkindely
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 Leauing
                 you
                 loose
                 ,
                 
                 loo-sing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 Leauing
                 you
                 loose
                 ,
                 loo-sing
                 you
                 kill
                 ,
                 That
                 
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for
                 -
                 
                 goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 XXII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 WHat
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 ,
                 Then
                 rob
                 a
                 man
                 and
                 
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 Where
                 -
                 
                 fore
                 of
                 loue
                 I
                 aske
                 this
                 meede
                 ,
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 To
                 bring
                 you
                 where
                 you
                 
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 .
                 That
                 
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 your
                 amisses
                 ,
                 Bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 
                 kisses
                 .
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 
                 for
                 your
                 amisses
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
                 bee
                 
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kisses
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YEE
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 ij
                 .
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 
                 That
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 ,
                 that
                 wrap
                 my
                 ioyes
                 in
                 foulds
                 of
                 
                 endlesse
                 woes
                 ,
                 And
                 wound
                 it
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 :
                 Since
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 fortune
                 ,
                 since
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 proues
                 my
                 equall
                 
                 foes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 wel
                 -
                 
                 come
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 layes
                 .
                 Farewell
                 my
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 laies
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YOu
                 mournefull
                 Gods
                 ,
                 and
                 Goddesses
                 de-fend
                 ,
                 defend
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 ayde
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 aide
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 sad
                 -
                 
                 nesse
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 my
                 sprite
                 ,
                 Sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 
                 for
                 mee
                 t'
                 intend
                 ,
                 Let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 
                 bee
                 my
                 delight
                 ,
                 And
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 alwaies
                 in
                 my
                 sight
                 :
                 I
                 pray
                 thee
                 stand
                 and
                 help
                 
                 mee
                 sing
                 ,
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 The
                 powers
                 deuine
                 ,
                 to
                 
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 to
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 to
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 ,
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
             
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
               QVINTVS
               .
            
             
               MADRIGALES
               TO
               3.
               4.
               and
               5.
               parts
               :
               apt
               for
               Viols
               and
               voices
               .
            
             
               Newly
               composed
               by
               Michaell
               Este
               .
            
             
               1604.
               
            
             
               IN
               LONDON
               PRINTED
               BY
               THOMAS
               ESTE
               .
            
          
           
             
             
             
               TO
               THE
               RIGHT
               VVORSHIPFVL
               and
               my
               verie
               good
               friend
               :
               Sir
               Iohn
               Crofts
               Knight
               .
               Michaell
               Este
               wisheth
               long
               life
               ,
               health
               and
               happines
               ,
               with
               increase
               of
               honor
               .
            
             
               WOrshipfull
               Sir
               :
               hauing
               drawne
               together
               these
               Compositions
               ,
               and
               there-with
               acquainted
               some
               of
               my
               wel-willers
               ,
               studious
               and
               skilful
               in
               the
               most
               delectable
               Science
               ,
               it
               pleased
               them
               not
               onely
               with
               sweet
               words
               friendly
               to
               approoue
               what
               I
               had
               done
               ,
               and
               t'incourage
               mee
               boldlie
               to
               goe-on
               in
               my
               course
               of
               studies
               ,
               but
               also
               with
               manie
               arguments
               earnestlie
               to
               importune
               mee
               to
               publish
               for
               a
               common
               benefit
               ,
               which
               my selfe
               had
               done
               for
               my
               owne
               recreation
               and
               priuate
               exercise
               .
               Thus
               whet-on
               I
               did
               consent
               ,
               and
               doe
               present
               vnto
               your
               worship
               〈…〉
               ●●●●ntions
               of
               mine
               ,
               not
               as
               did
               the
               Philosopher
               his
               booke
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               ●ntigonus
               ,
               that
               delighted
               in
               oppression
               (
               an
               vnmeete
               Pat●●n
               for
               〈◊〉
               ●weet
               and
               necessarie
               a
               subiect
               )
               ;
               but
               as
               to
               one
               addicted
               to
               the
               Muses
               ,
               studious
               of
               all
               good
               Sciences
               ,
               excelling
               in
               vertue
               ;
               delighting
               ●●
               Musick
               ;
               with-all
               ,
               desiring
               your
               Protection
               and
               Par●●●
               ▪
               Prote●●●●●
               of
               these
               my
               labours
               ,
               the
               first
               fruits
               of
               my
               weake
               studies
               against
               deprauers
               ;
               Pardon
               for
               publishing
               them
               so
               boldlie
               vnder
               your
               worships
               name
               :
               which
               if
               I
               finde
               (
               whereof
               I
               doubt
               not
               )
               then
               shall
               I
               bee
               encouraged
               with
               more
               alacritie
               ,
               both
               to
               proceed
               as
               I
               haue
               now
               begun
               ,
               and
               to
               prepare
               my selfe
               to
               some
               greater
               task
               .
               And
               so
               I
               humblie
               take
               my
               leaue
               ,
               wishing
               all
               manner
               good
               ,
               both
               vnto
               your
               worship
               ,
               and
               all
               yours
               .
            
             
               
                 Yours
                 in
                 all
                 loue
                 and
                 dutie
                 ,
                 
                   Michaell
                   Este
                
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               THE
               TABLE
               .
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 3.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 I
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May.
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 II
              
               
                 Coridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 III
              
               
                 Young
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaim'd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war.
                 
              
               
                 IIII
              
               
                 To
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 she
                 cals
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 .
              
               
                 V
              
               
                 Oh
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 VI
              
               
                 In
                 an
                 euening
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 .
              
               
                 VII
              
               
                 A
                 las
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 run
                 away
                 .
              
               
                 VIII
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 4.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 .
              
               
                 IX
              
               
                 My
                 hope
                 a
                 counsell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 X
              
               
                 Pittie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 .
              
               
                 XI
              
               
                 Mopsie
                 leaue
                 off
                 to
                 loue
                 .
              
               
                 XII
              
               
                 Sweet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 .
              
               
                 XIII
              
               
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 .
              
               
                 XIIII
              
               
                 When
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaun●●
                 the
                 due
                 .
              
               
                 XV
              
               
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 .
              
               
                 XVI
              
            
             
               
                 Songs
                 to
                 5.
                 voices
                 .
              
               
                 All
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 .
              
               
                 ●●●●
              
               
                 My
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 ●●●●●
              
               
                 The
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 ●●●
              
               
                 Faire
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 my
                 deere
                 &
                 onely
                 Iewell
                 .
              
               
                 ●X
              
               
                 Slie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 .
                 First
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 ●XI
              
               
                 What
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 .
                 Second
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 XXII
              
               
                 Yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 .
              
               
                 XXIII
              
               
                 You
                 mournfull
                 gods
                 .
              
               
                 XXIIII
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             QVINTVS
             .
          
           
             
             
               Of
               3.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 I.
                 
              
               
                 
                 O
                 Come
                 againe
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 
                 loue
                 ,
                 come
                 again
                 my
                 louely
                 Iewel
                 ,
                 my
                 Iewel
                 ,
                 O
                 come
                 againe
                 my
                 
                 loue
                 ,
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 come
                 againe
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 
                 louely
                 Iewel
                 ,
                 that
                 wee
                 may
                 kindly
                 kisse
                 and
                 play
                 ,
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 kisse
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 may
                 kisse
                 and
                 play
                 ,
                 〈◊〉
                 sweetly
                 passe
                 the
                 tyme
                 ▪
                 away
                 ,
                 O
                 goe
                 not
                 sweet
                 ,
                 goe
                 not
                 
                 swee●
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 ●●uell
                 ,
                 what
                 now
                 you
                 run
                 away
                 ,
                 what
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 〈◊〉
                 a
                 -
                 way
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 and
                 leaue
                 mee
                 heare
                 (
                 alone
                 )
                 complaining
                 .
                 and
                 leaue
                 mee
                 
                 heere
                 complaining
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 II.
                 
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 the
                 merry
                 merry
                 merry
                 month
                 of
                 May
                 ,
                 in
                 a
                 morne
                 by
                 
                 breake
                 of
                 day
                 ,
                 foorth
                 I
                 walked
                 ,
                 foorth
                 ij
                 .
                 by
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 
                 foorth
                 I
                 walked
                 ,
                 by
                 the
                 wood
                 side
                 ,
                 wheras
                 May
                 was
                 in
                 her
                 pride
                 ,
                 ther
                 I
                 spy'd
                 ,
                 (
                 al-a
                 -
                 
                 lone
                 )
                 Philliday
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 much
                 a
                 doe
                 ther
                 was
                 god
                 wot
                 ,
                 he
                 would
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 she
                 would
                 not
                 ,
                 she
                 sayd
                 neuer
                 man
                 was
                 true
                 ,
                 he
                 said
                 none
                 was
                 false
                 to
                 you
                 :
                 hee
                 said
                 
                 ne
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 hee
                 ij
                 .
                 he
                 said
                 he
                 had
                 lou'd
                 her
                 long
                 ▪
                 ●he
                 ●●ad
                 loue
                 should
                 
                 haue
                 ,
                 shee
                 saide
                 loue
                 should
                 haue
                 no
                 wrong
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 III.
                 
              
               
                 
                 COridon
                 would
                 kisse
                 her
                 then
                 ,
                 Cori
                 :
                 ij
                 she
                 sayd
                 
                 mayds
                 must
                 kisse
                 no
                 men
                 ,
                 till
                 they
                 did
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 for
                 
                 good
                 &
                 all
                 :
                 Then
                 she
                 made
                 the
                 shepherd
                 call
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 heauens
                 ,
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 witnesse
                 
                 truth
                 ,
                 neuer
                 lou'd
                 a
                 truer
                 youth
                 ,
                 a
                 tru
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 neuer
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 tru
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 Thus
                 with
                 
                 many
                 a
                 pretie
                 oath
                 ,
                 yea
                 and
                 nay
                 ,
                 and
                 nay
                 ,
                 yea
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 faith
                 &
                 trouth
                 ,
                 such
                 as
                 see-ly
                 
                 shepherds
                 vse
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 will
                 not
                 loue
                 abuse
                 .
                 Loue
                 which
                 had
                 bene
                 long
                 deluded
                 ,
                 was
                 
                 with
                 kisses
                 ,
                 was
                 ij
                 .
                 sweet
                 concluded
                 ,
                 And
                 Philliday
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 garlands
                 
                 gay
                 ,
                 was
                 made
                 the
                 lady
                 ,
                 was
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 the
                 May.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 IIII.
                 
              
               
                 
                 YOung
                 Cupid
                 hath
                 proclaimd
                 a
                 bloody
                 war
                 ,
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 And
                 vowes
                 rereuenge
                 on
                 all
                 the
                 Maiden
                 crue
                 ,
                 on
                 ij
                 .
                 O
                 yeeld
                 faire
                 
                   Clo
                   -
                   ris
                
                 
                 faire
                 ij
                 .
                 least
                 in
                 that
                 foule
                 iar
                 ,
                 thine
                 after
                 penance
                 makes
                 thy
                 fol-ly
                 rue
                 ,
                 &
                 yet
                 I
                 feare
                 her
                 
                 wondrous
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 beautiis
                 such
                 ,
                 A
                 thousand
                 thousand
                 Cupids
                 dare
                 not
                 
                 Cloris
                 touch
                 .
                 not
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 not
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 feare
                 her
                 wondrous
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 ●●●●ti's
                 such
                 ,
                 A
                 
                 thousand
                 thousand
                 Cupids
                 dare
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tuch
                 .
                 not
                 ij
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 A
                 ij
                 .
                 not
                 Cloris
                 tutch
                 ,
                 they
                 dare
                 not
                 
                   Clo
                   -
                   ris
                
                 tutch
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 V.
                 
              
               
                 
                 TO
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 shee
                 cals
                 ,
                 she
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 neuer
                 ceaseth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 neuer
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Which
                 words
                 doe
                 pierce
                 and
                 grieue
                 
                 my
                 hart
                 full
                 sore
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 my
                 paine
                 encreaseth
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 paine
                 en
                 -
                 
                 creaseth
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 Yet
                 I
                 le
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 ij
                 and
                 trouble
                 
                 you
                 no
                 more
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 goodnight
                 sweet
                 hart
                 ,
                 goodnight
                 my
                 deere
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 
                 I
                 must
                 be
                 gone
                 〈…〉
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 
                 thee
                 a●●ne
                 ▪
                 〈…〉
                 ●art
                 ,
                 goodnight
                 my
                 deere
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 ,
                 to
                 bed
                 I
                 must
                 bee
                 gone
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 being
                 there
                 ,
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 alone
                 .
                 
                 I
                 le
                 muse
                 on
                 thee
                 a
                 -
                 lone
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VI.
                 
              
               
                 
                 OH
                 doe
                 not
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 mee
                 my
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 my
                 Iewell
                 .
                 oh
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 oh
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 my
                 sweet
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 cast
                 mee
                 down
                 
                 to
                 the
                 ground
                 tarry
                 till
                 I
                 rise
                 ,
                 thou
                 ij
                 .
                 lift
                 mee
                 vp
                 ,
                 else
                 cruell
                 ,
                 wilt
                 thou
                 away
                 ,
                 then
                 
                 well
                 I
                 may
                 ,
                 repent
                 the
                 day
                 ,
                 the
                 day
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 wilt
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 since
                 so
                 soden
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 since
                 so
                 soden
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 alas
                 ,
                 since
                 so
                 sodenly
                 I
                 feele
                 now
                 
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 me
                 ,
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 〈…〉
                 loue
                 remoued
                 .
                 Wil
                 t
                 
                 thou
                 away
                 ,
                 then
                 well
                 I
                 may
                 ,
                 repent
                 the
                 day
                 ,
                 the
                 day
                 I
                 〈…〉
                 
                 I
                 loued
                 ,
                 since
                 so
                 soden
                 -
                 ly
                 ,
                 since
                 ij
                 .
                 alas
                 ,
                 since
                 so
                 sodenly
                 I
                 
                 feele
                 now
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 from
                 me
                 ,
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 all
                 ij
                 .
                 oh
                 all
                 thy
                 loue
                 re-moued
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 an
                 euening
                 late
                 as
                 I
                 was
                 walking
                 ,
                 In
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 was
                 walking
                 ,
                 faire
                 Phillida
                 I
                 saw
                 ,
                 faire
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 faire
                 ij
                 .
                 Where
                 shee
                 was
                 tal
                 -
                 king
                 ,
                 with
                 her
                 
                 loue
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 with
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 her
                 loue
                 Coridon
                 ,
                 with
                 ij
                 .
                 who
                 stood
                 all
                 sad
                 -
                 
                 ly
                 ,
                 stood
                 ij
                 .
                 stood
                 all
                 sad-ly
                 ,
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 but
                 look'd
                 badly
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 〈…〉
                 ●●●h'd
                 ,
                 but
                 look'd
                 badly
                 ,
                 and
                 euer
                 he
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 euer
                 he
                 
                 〈◊〉
                 ,
                 and
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 but
                 look'd
                 full
                 bad
                 -
                 ly
                 .
                 and
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 euer
                 hee
                 sigh'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 look'd
                 ,
                 but
                 look'd
                 full
                 badly
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 VIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALas
                 ,
                 must
                 I
                 runne
                 away
                 away
                 from
                 
                 her
                 that
                 loues
                 me
                 ,
                 from
                 ij
                 .
                 that
                 loues
                 me
                 ,
                 
                 from
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 running
                 curse
                 the
                 causers
                 
                 of
                 my
                 flight
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 yet
                 wisedome
                 saith
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 it
                 now
                 behoues
                 
                 me
                 ,
                 yet
                 wisedome
                 saith
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 it
                 now
                 behoues
                 mee
                 ,
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 〈…〉
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 yeeld
                 ,
                 and
                 yeeld
                 vnto
                 their
                 spight
                 to
                 depart
                 〈…〉
                 
                 to
                 depart
                 from
                 my
                 hart
                 ,
                 and
                 yeeld
                 ,
                 and
                 yeelde
                 vnto
                 their
                 spight
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               〈…〉
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               4.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 
                 O
                 Stay
                 faire
                 cruell
                 ,
                 doe
                 not
                 still
                 torment
                 mee
                 ,
                 doe
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 with
                 frownes
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 disgraces
                 and
                 disdainful
                 deeds
                 ,
                 
                 disgraces
                 ,
                 and
                 dis
                 :
                 ij
                 .
                 when
                 euery
                 eye
                 with
                 pittie
                 ,
                 when
                 ij
                 .
                 doth
                 (
                 now
                 )
                 la
                 -
                 
                 ment
                 mee
                 ,
                 that
                 viewes
                 my
                 face
                 my
                 face
                 ▪
                 and
                 my
                 misfortune
                 reads
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 Oh
                 be
                 not
                 ,
                 be
                 not
                 so
                 ,
                 not
                 so
                 hard
                 harted
                 still
                 ,
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 
                 〈…〉
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 Oh
                 
                 be
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 your
                 glori's
                 greater
                 for
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
                 
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 spare
                 then
                 spill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 X.
                 
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 hope
                 a
                 councell
                 with
                 my
                 loue
                 hath
                 long
                 desired
                 to
                 bee
                 ,
                 hath
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 to
                 be
                 ,
                 hath
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 be
                 ,
                 and
                 maruells
                 much
                 so
                 deere
                 a
                 friend
                 ,
                 is
                 not
                 
                 retaynd
                 by
                 mee
                 :
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 She
                 doth
                 condemne
                 my
                 foolish
                 hast
                 ,
                 in
                 passing
                 the
                 
                 estate
                 ,
                 of
                 my
                 whole
                 lyfe
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 into
                 your
                 hands
                 ,
                 who
                 nought
                 payes
                 for't
                 but
                 
                 hate
                 ,
                 and
                 not
                 suffic'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 this
                 ,
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 dyd
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 of
                 my
                 en
                 -
                 
                 ioyed
                 liberties
                 ,
                 vnto
                 your
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 ,
                 vnto
                 ij
                 .
                 〈…〉
                 not
                 suf
                 -
                 
                 fic'd
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 this
                 she
                 sayes
                 ,
                 I
                 did
                 release
                 the
                 right
                 ,
                 of
                 my
                 〈…〉
                 
                 to
                 your
                 beaut'ous
                 sight
                 .
                 vnto
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 PIttie
                 deere
                 loue
                 my
                 pittie
                 mouing
                 words
                 ,
                 pittie
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 pittie
                 ,
                 ij
                 .
                 fetch
                 from
                 the
                 depth
                 ,
                 the
                 depth
                 
                 fetch
                 't
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 griefe
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 :
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 sad
                 lament
                 :
                 whose
                 
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 speake
                 no
                 hope
                 affords
                 ,
                 whose
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 sauing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 know
                 ,
                 Sa
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 discontent
                 .
                 whose
                 thoughts
                 before
                 they
                 
                 speake
                 ,
                 〈…〉
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 sauing
                 that
                 thus
                 you
                 ▪
                 
                 know
                 〈…〉
                 discontent
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MOpsie
                 leaue
                 of
                 to
                 loue
                 ,
                 to
                 loue
                 ,
                 leaue
                 ij
                 .
                 leaue
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 thy
                 hopes
                 are
                 vaine
                 ,
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 thy
                 ij
                 .
                 I
                 haue
                 a
                 -
                 
                 nother
                 that
                 doth
                 much
                 excell
                 thee
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 whose
                 meanest
                 
                 graces
                 thy
                 perfections
                 staine
                 :
                 Yet
                 loue
                 him selfe
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 loue
                 cannot
                 compell
                 
                 mee
                 ,
                 can
                 ij
                 .
                 yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 &
                 chast
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 which
                 
                 parts
                 ,
                 of
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 ,
                 no
                 〈…〉
                 little
                 
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 ,
                 yet
                 she
                 is
                 modest
                 ,
                 vertu's
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
                 and
                 chast
                 ▪
                 of
                 〈…〉
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 ,
                 no
                 ij
                 .
                 no
                 little
                 little
                 little
                 part
                 thou
                 hast
                 ▪
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SWeet
                 Loue
                 I
                 erre
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 my
                 error
                 know
                 ,
                 
                 As
                 he
                 that
                 burnes
                 ,
                 as
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 
                 nourisheth
                 the
                 fire
                 ,
                 and
                 nourisheth
                 the
                 fire
                 ,
                 
                 My
                 griefe
                 doth
                 waxe
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 reason
                 lesse
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 doth
                 
                 grow
                 ,
                 Yet
                 want
                 I
                 power
                 ,
                 yet
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 bridle
                 my
                 desire
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 Content
                 is
                 
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 〈…〉
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 To
                 
                 〈…〉
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 oppressed
                 .
                 Con
                 -
                 
                 tent
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 my
                 ioyes
                 are
                 all
                 di-stres-sed
                 ,
                 Aye
                 thus
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 Aye
                 ij
                 .
                 Aye
                 ij
                 .
                 aye
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 〈…〉
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 with
                 loue
                 oppressed
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IN
                 vaine
                 my
                 tongue
                 thou
                 begst
                 to
                 ease
                 my
                 care
                 ,
                 my
                 
                 care
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eies
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 mine
                 eies
                 you
                 gase
                 or
                 
                 looke
                 for
                 aide
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 myne
                 eares
                 you
                 listen
                 after
                 
                 aire
                 ,
                 after
                 aire
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 .
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 thoughts
                 you
                 thinke
                 
                 what
                 hath
                 beene
                 said
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 re
                 -
                 gar
                 -
                 ded
                 ,
                 In
                 
                 vaine
                 my
                 hope
                 when
                 truth
                 is
                 not
                 re-warded
                 ,
                 in
                 ij
                 ▪
                 〈…〉
                 vaine
                 
                 my
                 faith
                 serues
                 where
                 't
                 is
                 not
                 re-gar-ded
                 ,
                 In
                 vaine
                 my
                 〈…〉
                 not
                 ▪
                 
                 re-warded
                 .
                 in
                 ij
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XV.
                 
              
               
                 
                 WHen
                 on
                 my
                 deare
                 I
                 doe
                 demaund
                 the
                 due
                 ,
                 that
                 to
                 affecti
                 -
                 
                 on
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 firme
                 faith
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 belongeth
                 ,
                 and
                 firme
                 faith
                 belongeth
                 :
                 A
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 shee
                 saith
                 she
                 will
                 be
                 
                 true
                 ,
                 a
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 shee
                 saith
                 ,
                 a
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 friend
                 to
                 mee
                 shee
                 will
                 bee
                 true
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 with
                 this
                 answere
                 still
                 my
                 ioyes
                 prolongeth
                 .
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 what
                 friendship
                 
                 is
                 in
                 〈…〉
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 for
                 to
                 
                 wro●●
                 〈…〉
                 my
                 blisse
                 ,
                 my
                 blisse
                 .
                 But
                 deere
                 tell
                 mee
                 ,
                 
                 but
                 deere
                 tell
                 me
                 what
                 friendship
                 is
                 in
                 this
                 ,
                 Thus
                 for
                 to
                 wrong
                 me
                 ,
                 
                 〈…〉
                 ●iss●
                 ▪
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XVI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 IOye
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 Ioy
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 that
                 hath
                 my
                 
                 loue
                 in
                 hould
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 Vouchsafe
                 to
                 read
                 these
                 lines
                 my
                 hart
                 doth
                 send
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 hauing
                 (
                 now
                 )
                 read
                 ,
                 some
                 pittie
                 deere
                 vnfould
                 .
                 some
                 ij
                 .
                 To
                 these
                 
                 sad
                 abstracts
                 drawing
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 :
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 ,
                 drawing
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 ,
                 drawing
                 
                 to
                 their
                 end
                 :
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 stella●●●
                 〈…〉
                 power
                 and
                 
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
                 Let
                 those
                 sweet
                 eies
                 that
                 〈…〉
                 ●●uall
                 
                 power
                 ,
                 and
                 day-e-fie
                 my
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               Heere
               endeth
               the
               song●
               of
               〈…〉
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               5.
               voc
               .
            
             
               
                 XVII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 ALL
                 yee
                 that
                 ioy
                 in
                 wayling
                 ,
                 All
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 come
                 seate
                 your selues
                 arow
                 ,
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 your
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 come
                 ij
                 .
                 a
                 -
                 row
                 ,
                 and
                 weepe
                 beesids
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 weepe
                 ,
                 beesids
                 mee
                 ,
                 
                 that
                 while
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 fayling
                 ,
                 the
                 world
                 may
                 see
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 in
                 loue
                 what
                 ill
                 
                 betide
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 after
                 death
                 ,
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 behoue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 tell
                 〈…〉
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
                 and
                 
                 after
                 death
                 doe
                 this
                 in
                 my
                 behoue
                 ,
                 tell
                 
                   Cressed
                   ,
                   Troye
                   -
                   lus
                
                 ,
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 tell
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 dead
                 for
                 loue
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XVIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 MY
                 prime
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 of
                 youth
                 ,
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 is
                 but
                 (
                 now
                 )
                 a
                 frost
                 of
                 cares
                 ,
                 my
                 feast
                 of
                 ioy
                 ,
                 
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 dish
                 of
                 paine
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 my
                 crop
                 of
                 corne
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 a
                 feeld
                 of
                 tares
                 ,
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 a
                 feeld
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 all
                 my
                 good
                 ,
                 my
                 good
                 ,
                 is
                 but
                 vaine
                 hope
                 of
                 gaine
                 :
                 of
                 gaine
                 ,
                 
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 ij
                 .
                 of
                 gain●
                 〈…〉
                 ▪
                 
                 I
                 saw
                 no
                 sunne
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 ▪
                 〈…〉
                 
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 done
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 second
                 part
                 .
                 XIX
                 .
              
               
                 
                 THe
                 spring
                 :
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 hath
                 not
                 sprung
                 ,
                 the
                 spring
                 is
                 past
                 and
                 
                 yet
                 it
                 hath
                 not
                 sprung
                 ,
                 the
                 fruit
                 is
                 dead
                 ,
                 the
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 yet
                 the
                 leaues
                 be
                 greene
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 My
                 youth
                 is
                 
                 gone
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 am
                 but
                 young
                 ,
                 I
                 saw
                 the
                 
                 world
                 ,
                 I
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 was
                 not
                 seene
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 〈…〉
                 is
                 cut
                 ,
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 yet
                 it
                 is
                 not
                 spunne
                 ,
                 
                 〈…〉
                 and
                 now
                 I
                 liue
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 and
                 now
                 my
                 
                 life
                 is
                 〈…〉
                 done
                 .
                 my
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 lyfe
                 is
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XX.
                 
              
               
                 
                 FAyer
                 is
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deer-e
                 &
                 onelie
                 .
                 Iu
                 -
                 ell
                 ,
                 
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 Fayer
                 ij
                 .
                 my
                 loue
                 ,
                 my
                 deere
                 and
                 onely
                 
                 Iewell
                 ,
                 Mylde
                 are
                 her
                 lookes
                 ,
                 her
                 lookes
                 ,
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 mylde
                 ij
                 .
                 but
                 yet
                 
                 her
                 hart
                 is
                 cruell
                 ,
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 were
                 as
                 her
                 lookes
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 are
                 mylde
                 ,
                 then
                 
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 be
                 exilde
                 .
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 from
                 
                 comfort
                 bee
                 exil'd
                 .
                 O
                 that
                 her
                 hart
                 ,
                 〈…〉
                 ▪
                 
                 should
                 I
                 not
                 from
                 comfort
                 be
                 ex
                 -
                 I
                 ld
                 .
                 〈…〉
                 
                 from
                 comfort
                 bee
                 ex
                 -
                 I
                 ld
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 First
                 part
                 .
                 XXI
                 .
              
               
                 
                 SLie
                 theefe
                 ,
                 if
                 so
                 you
                 will
                 beleeue
                 ,
                 It
                 
                 nought
                 or
                 little
                 did
                 me
                 grieue
                 ,
                 did
                 me
                 grieue
                 ,
                 
                 it
                 ij
                 .
                 it
                 ij
                 .
                 did
                 me
                 grieue
                 ,
                 
                 That
                 my
                 true
                 hart
                 you
                 had
                 bereft
                 ,
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 Till
                 that
                 vnkindely
                 ,
                 till
                 
                 that
                 vnkindely
                 ,
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 till
                 ij
                 .
                 you
                 it
                 left
                 ,
                 Leauing
                 you
                 lose
                 ,
                 losing
                 
                 y●●
                 〈…〉
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 〈…〉
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 Leauing
                 you
                 lose
                 ,
                 
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 That
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 for-goe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
                 that
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 〈…〉
                 I
                 may
                 forgoe
                 so
                 ill
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 Second
                 part
                 .
                 XXII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 WHat
                 thing
                 more
                 cruell
                 can
                 you
                 doe
                 ,
                 Then
                 rob
                 a
                 man
                 and
                 
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 then
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 kill
                 him
                 to
                 ,
                 Wherefore
                 of
                 loue
                 I
                 aske
                 this
                 meede
                 ,
                 To
                 bring
                 you
                 where
                 you
                 
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 where
                 you
                 
                 did
                 this
                 deede
                 ,
                 to
                 ij
                 .
                 That
                 there
                 you
                 may
                 for
                 your
                 a
                 -
                 
                 misses
                 ,
                 Bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 〈…〉
                 
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis
                 -
                 〈…〉
                 
                 a
                 -
                 misses
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis
                 -
                 〈◊〉
                 
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 ,
                 bee
                 dammag'd
                 in
                 a
                 thousand
                 kis
                 -
                 〈◊〉
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YEE
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 ij
                 .
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 
                 yee
                 restles
                 cares
                 ,
                 yee
                 ij
                 .
                 companions
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ,
                 That
                 wrap
                 my
                 
                 ioyes
                 ,
                 in
                 foulds
                 of
                 end
                 -
                 lesse
                 woes
                 ,
                 in
                 foulds
                 
                 of
                 endlesse
                 woes
                 :
                 Tire
                 on
                 my
                 hart
                 and
                 wound
                 it
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 and
                 wound
                 it
                 
                 with
                 your
                 spight
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 Since
                 loue
                 and
                 fortune
                 ,
                 since
                 loue
                 and
                 
                 〈…〉
                 fortune
                 proues
                 my
                 equall
                 foes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 
                 〈…〉
                 Welcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 welcome
                 sweet
                 
                 griefe
                 〈…〉
                 .
                 Farewell
                 my
                 hopes
                 ,
                 Farewell
                 my
                 happie
                 daies
                 ,
                 
                 〈…〉
                 ●elcome
                 sweet
                 griefe
                 ,
                 the
                 subiect
                 of
                 my
                 laies
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 XXIIII
                 .
              
               
                 
                 YOu
                 mourne
                 :
                 And
                 Goddes-ses
                 de-send
                 ,
                 and
                 ayde
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 aide
                 my
                 soule
                 with
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 my
                 sprite
                 ,
                 Sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 ,
                 sadnesse
                 is
                 fittest
                 now
                 for
                 mee
                 t'
                 intend
                 ,
                 Let
                 
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 heauinesse
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 ij
                 .
                 
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 let
                 ij
                 .
                 bee
                 my
                 delight
                 ,
                 And
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 alwaies
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 pensiue
                 sorrow
                 alwaies
                 in
                 my
                 sight
                 :
                 I
                 pray
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 help
                 mee
                 sing
                 lamenting
                 ,
                 and
                 ij
                 .
                 〈…〉
                 to
                 
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 all
                 as
                 -
                 senting
                 .
                 to
                 it
                 are
                 all
                 assenting
                 .
                 〈…〉
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
             
          
        
         
      
    
     
  

