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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.
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Jones, Robert, fl. 1597-1615.
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STC 14732; ESTC S119449
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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
liue forlorne then alasse neuer was any wretch that still shall dwell in mee Though thy lookes haue charmd mine eies I can forbeare to to more mis-for tune borne loue but if euer sweete desire set my wofull hart on fire then can I neuer remoue 2 Frowne not on me vnlesse thou hate For thy frowne cast me downe To despaire of my most haplesse state Smile not on me vnlesse thou loue For thy smile will beguile My desires if thou vnsteedfast proue If thou needs wilt bend thy browes A while refraine my deare But if thou wilt smile on me Let it not delayed be Comfort is neuer too neare ALTVS WHat if I seeke for loue of thee shall I find beauty kind to de sert that still shall But if I sue and liue forlorne then alasse neuer was any wretch to more mis dwell in mee Though thy lookes hath charmd mine eies I can forbeare to loue but if euer sweet for tune borne desire burne my wofull hart then can I neuer remoue BASSVS WHat if I seeke for loue of thee But if I sue and liue forlorne shall I find beauty kind to de sert that still shall then alasse neuer was any wretch to more mis dwell in mee Though thy lookes haue charmd fortune borne mine eies I can forbeare to loue but if desire set my wofull hart on fire then I can neuer remoue TENOR WHat if I seeke for loue of thee shall I find beauty kinde to de sert that still shall But if I sue and liue forlorne then alasse neuer was any wretch to more mis dwell in mee Though thy lookes haue charmd my eies I can forbeare to loue but if euer sweete for tune borne desire set my wofull hart on fire then I can neuer remoue XIX CANTVS MY Mistris sings no other song but stil complains I did her wrong beleeue her not it was not so I did but kis her I did but kisse her and let her goe 2 And now she sweares I did but what Nay nay I must not tell you that And yet I will it is so sweete As teehee tahha when louers meete 3 But womens words they are heedlesse To tell you more it is needlesse I ranne and caught her by the arme And then I kist her this was no harme 4 But shee alas is angrie still Which sheweth but a womans will She bites the lippe and cries fie fie And kissing sweetly away shee doth flie 5 Yet sure her lookes bewraies content And cunningly her brales are meant As louers vse to play and sport When time and leisure is too too short ALTVS MY Mistris sings no o ther song but stil complains I did her wrong beleeue her not it was not so I did but kisse her I did but kisse her and let her goe BASSVS MY Mistris sings no other song but still com plaines I did her wrong beleeue her not it was not so I did but kisse her I did but kisse her and let her goe TENOR MY Mistris singes no o ther song but still complaines I did her wrong beleeue her not it was not so I did but kisse her I did but kisse her and let her goe XX. CANTVS PErplexed perplexed sore am I thine eies fair loue like Phebus brightest beames doth set my hart on fire and daze my sight yet doe I liue by vertue of those beames for when thy face is hid comes feare full night and I am like to die then since my eies can not indure so heauenly sparke sweet grant that I may stil feele out feele out my loue by darke 2 So Shall I ioyfull bee Each thing on earth that liueth by the sunne Would die if he in glorie still appeare Then let some cloudes of pitty ouerrunne That glorious face that I with liuely cheere May stand vp before thee Or Since mine eies cannot endure so heauenly sparke Sweet grant that I may still feele out my loue by darke ALTVS PErplexed thine eies faire loue like Phebus brightest beams doth set my hart on fire and daze my sight daze my sight yet doe I liue by vertue of those beames for when thy face is hid comes fearefull night then since mine eies can not indure so heauenly sparke sweete grant that I may still feele out feele out my loue by darke BASSVS PErplexed thine eies faire loue like Phebus brightest beames do set my hart on fire and daze my sight yet doe I liue by vertue of those beames for when thy face is hid comes fearefull night then since mine eies can not indure so heauenly sparke sweet grant that I may still feele out may still feele out my loue by darke TENOR PErplexed thine eies faire loue like Phebus brightest beams ii doth set my hart on fire and daze my sight yet doe I liue by vertue of those beames for when thy face is hid comes fearefull night then since thine eies can not indure so heauenly sparke sweet grant that I may still feele out ii my loue by darke XXI CANTVS CAn modest plaine desire to the ioies of loue aspire Can worthi nesse procure more then har di nesse assure no no no ii no no no where feare of each frowne takes hopes height downe a downe d.d.d. downe takes hopes height downe a downe d. d. d. downe 2 Granting is so eschew'd Least the grant lie vnpursued Least sutors brag they might And account the grantors light No no no is a weake defence growne Till force beare downe downe a downe 3 Yet who would staine loues seate With a blot of such a feate Or for so vile a toy Ioine repentance with his ioy No no no her vertue well knowne Beates vaine thoughts downe downe a downe ALTVS CAn modest plaine de sire to the ioies of loue aspire No no no ii Can worthi nesse procure more then har dinesse assure no no no is a weake defence growne till force beare downe ii a downe till force beare downe downe downe downe a downe BASSVS CAn modest plaine desire to the Can worthi nesse procure more then ioies of loue aspire No no no ii no har dinesse assure no no is a weake defence growne till force beare downe do d. a d. d. d. downe till force beare downe do d. a d. d. d. d. downe TENOR CAn modest plaine desire to the ioies of loue aspire No no no ii Can worthi nesse procure more then har dinesse assure No no no is a weake defence till force beare downe downe a d. a d. d. downe till force beare downe a d. a d. d. a downe FINIS