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A04613 The first booke of songes & ayres of foure parts with tableture for the lute So made that all the parts together, or either of them severally may be song to the lute, orpherian or viol de gambo. Composed by Robert Iones. Jones, Robert, fl. 1597-1615. 1600 (1600) STC 14732; ESTC S119449 14,875 47

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you light doth now decline set to you to others riseth shee who would sooner die then change not fearing death delights to range and now now O now ii.ii. my loue despiseth now now O now ii.ii. my loue despiseth TENOR O my poore eies that sunne whose shine late gaue you light doth now de cline and set to you to others riseth she who would soo ner die then change not fearing death delights to range and now O now ii my loue de spiseth and now O now ii my loue de spiseth XIIII CANTVS IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they do wealth could constraine them to receiue that physicke which brings perfect health the world would not admiring stand a womans face a womās face and womans hand 2 Women confesse they must obey We men will needes be seruants still We kisse their hands and what they say We must commend bee 't neuer so ill Thus we like fooles admiring stand Her pretty foote and pretty hand 3 We blame their pride which we increase By making mountaines of a mouse We praise because we know we please Poore women are too credulous To thinke that we admiring stand Or foote or face or foolish hand ALTVS IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they doe wealth and could constraine them to receiue that physicke which brings perfect health the world would not admiring stand ii a womans face ii and womans hand BASSVS IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they do vvealth and could constraine them to receiue that physicke vvhich brings perfect health the vvorld would not admiring stand ii a vvomans face ii and vvomans hand TENOR IF fathers knew but how to leaue their children wit as they do vvealth and could constraine them to receiue that physicke vvhich brings perfect health the vvorld vvould not admiring stand a vvomans face ii.ii. and vvomans hand XV. CANTVS LIfe is a Poets fable al her daies are lies stolne from deaths reckoning table for I die for I die as I speake death times the notes that I doe breake 2 Childhood doth die in youth And youth in old age dies I thought I liu'd in truth But I die ii now I see Each age of death makes one degree 3 Farewell the doting score Of worlds arithmeticke Life I le trust thee no more Till I die ii for thy sake I le go by deaths new almanacke 4 This instant of my song A thousand men lie sicke A thousand knels are rong And I die as they sing They are but dead and I dying 5 Death is but lifes decay Life time time wastes away Then reason bids me say That I die though my breath Prolongs this space of lingring death ALTVS LIfe is a Poets fable and all her daies are lies stolne from deaths reckning table ii for I die as I speake death times the noates which I doe breake which I doe breake BASSVS LIfe is a Poets fable and all her daies are lies stolne frō deaths reckning ta ble for I die as I speake death times the noates ii which I doe breake TENOR LIfe is a Poets fable and all her daies are lies stolne from deaths reckning table for I die for I die for I die as I speake ii death times the noates which I doe breake XVI CANTVS SWeet Philomell in groaues and desarts haunting oft glads my hart and eares with her sweet chaunting but then her tunes delight me best when pearcht with prick against her breast against her breast shee sings fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie as if shee suffred wrong till seeming pleas'd sweete sweete ii.ii. sweete ii ii sweete sweete concludes her song 2 Sweete Iinny singes and talkes and sweetly smileth And with her wanton mirth my griefes beguileth But then me thinkes shee pleaseth best When while my hands moue loues request Shee cries phy phy ii and seeming loath gainsaies Till better pleas'd sweete sweete content bewraies ALTVS SWeet Philomel sweet Philomel in groaues desarts haunting oft glads my hart eares with her sweet chaunting but then her tunes delight me best delight me best when pearcht with prick against her breast against her breast she sings fie ii fie fie fie fie as if she suffered wrong til seeming pleasd ii sweet sweet sweet ii till seeming pleasd sweet sweet sweet ii sweet sweet concludes her song BASSVS SWeet Philomel in groues desarts hāting oft glads my hart and eares with her sweet chanting but then her tunes delight delight me best when percht with pricke against her breast against her breast she sings fie fie fie fie she ii as if she suffred wrong till seeming pleasd sweet s. s. s. till seeming pleasd sweete s. s. s. sweet sweet ii.ii. sweete sweete sweet concludes her song TENOR SWeet Philomel sweet Philomel in groaues de sarts haunting oft glads my hart eares with her sweet chaunting but then her tunes delight me best delight me best when percht with prick against her breast against her breast she sings fie ii fie fie fie fie fie as if she suffred wrong till seeming pleasd sweet sweet sweet sweet ii till seeming pleasd sweet sweet sweet ii ii.ii sweet sweet concludes her song XVII CANTVS THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vnder ground that scor ning wisht ii that scor ning wisht t' out liue my panting breath O doe not her despise but let my death suffice ii to make all young men wise 2 My louing hopes prolongd my lothed life Till that my life grew lothsome to my lou'd Then death and I were at no longer strife And I was glad my death her wish approu'd O let not her be shent Yet let my president Make womans harts relent ALTVS THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast this breast and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vnder ground vnder ground that scor ning wisht ii that scor ning wisht t'outliue my panting breath O doe not her despise O doe not her despise but let my death suffice ii to make all young men wise BASSVS THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vnder ground that scor ning wisht ii.ii. that scor ning wisht t'outliue my panting breath O doe not her despise but let my death suffice to make all young men wise TENOR THat hart wherein all sorrowes doth abound lies in this breast ii and cries alowd for death O blame not her when I am vn der ground ii that scor ning wisht ii.ii. t'outliue my panting breath O doe not her despise but let my death let my death but let my death suffice to make all young men wise XVIII CANTVS WHat if I seeke for loue of thee shall I find beauty kind to de-sert But if I sue and