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A musicall banquet Furnished with varietie of delicious ayres, collected out of the best authors in English, French, Spanish and Italian. By Robert Douland.
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Dowland, Robert, ca. 1586-1641.
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A MVSICALL BANQVET Furnished with varietie of delicious Ayres Collected out of the best Authors in English French Spanish and Italian By Robert Douland LONDON Printed for Thomas Adams 1610. TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE SYR ROBERT SYDNEY KNIGHT Lord Gouernour of Vlissigen and the Castle of Ramekins Lord SYDNEY of Penshurst Viscount Lisle and Lord Chamberlaine to the Queenes most excellent Maiestie RIGHT Honourable Lord Since my best abilitie is not able in the least manner to counteruaile that dutie J owe vnto your Lordship for two great respects the one in regard your Lordship vndertaking for mee J was made a member of the Church of Christ and withall receiued from you my name the other the loue that you beare to all excellency and good learning which seemeth haereditarie aboue others to the Noble Familie of the Sydneys and especially to this excellent Science of Musicke a skill from all antiquity entertayned with the most Noble generous dispositions May it please your Honour therefore to accept these few and my first labours as a poore pledge of that zeale and dutie which J shall euer owe vnto your Honour vntill time shall enable me to effect something more worthy of your Lordships view hauing no other thing saue these few sheetes of Paper to present the same withall To your Honour in all dutie most deuoted Robert Douland TO THE READER GENTLEMEN Finding my selfe not deceiued in the hope I had of your kinde entertayning my collected Lute-lessons which I lately set foorth I am further encouraged to publish vnto your censures these AYRES being collected and gathered out of the labours of the rarest and most iudicious Maisters of Musick that either now are or haue lately liued in Christendome whereof some I haue purposely sorted to the capacitie of young practioners the rest by degrees are of greater depth and skill so that like a carefull Confectionary as neere as might be I haue fitted my Banquet for all tastes if happily I shall be distasted by any let them know what is brought vnto them is drest after the English French Spanish and Italian manner the assay is taken before they shall not need to feare poysoning You Gentlemen and friends that come in good-will and not as Promooters into a country Market to call our viands into question whatsoeuer here is much good may it doe you I would it were better for you for the rest I wish their lips such Lettuce as Silenus Asse or their owne harts would desire Thine Robert Douland Ad Robertum Doulandum Ioannis filium de Musico suo conuiuio ERgonè diuini genitoris plectra resumis Reddat vt attonitos iterum tua Musa Britannos Vt nimia totum rapias dulcedine mundum DOVLANDI resonet nomen nemus omne superbam Quà mundi dominam vaga TIBRIDIS alluit vnda Littora quà rutilis verrit Pactolus arenis Aut sese immiscet glaciali Vistula ponto Vincere quem nequeat LINVS nec Thracius ORPHEVS Credo equidem vt nostras demulceat Entheus aures Somnio Threicidum voces murmura coeli Antiquosque modos rediuiuaque Dorica castra Illius vt vario cantillet gutture Musa Macte animo ROBERTE tuo charique parentis Pergito candorem moresque imitarier artes Auspicijsque bonis celebret te fama per orbem Funera post Patris Phoenixque renascitor alter Henricus Peachamus The Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Lisle Lord Chamberlaine to the Queenes most excellent Maiestie his Galliard I. The Right Honourable George Earle of Cumberland CANTVS MY heauie sprite opprest with sorrowes might Of wearied limbs the burthen soare su-staines With silent grones With silent grones and harts teares still complaines Yet I breath still and liue in lifes des-pight Haue I lost thee All fortunes I ac curse bids thee fare-well with thee all ioyes fare-well And for thy sake this world be-comes my hell And for thy sake this world be comes my hell I. BASSVS Anthony Holborne MY heauie sprite c. II. CANTVS The Right Honourable Robert Earle of Essex Earle Marshall of England CHange thy minde since she doth change Let not Fancy Thy vn truth can not seeme strange When her falshood still abuse thee Loue is dead and thou art free She doth liue but dead to thee doth excuse thee 2 Whilst she lou'd thee best a while See how she hath still delaid thee Vsing shewes for to beguile Those vaine hopes that haue deceiu'd thee Now thou seest although too late Loue loues truth which women hate 3 Loue no more since she is gone Shee is gone and loues another Being once deceiu'd by one Leaue her loue but loue none other She was false bid her adew She was best but yet vntrue 4 Loue farewell more deere to mee Then my life which thou preseruest Life all ioyes are gone from thee Others haue what thou deseruest Oh my death doth spring from hence I must dye for her offence 5 Dye but yet before thou dye Make her know what she hath gotten She in whom my hopes did lye Now is chang'd I quite forgotten She is chang'd but changed base Baser in so vilde a place II. BASSVS Richard Martin CHange thy minde since she doth change Let not Fancie still abuse thee Thy vn truth cannot sceme strange When her falsehood doth excuse thee Loue is dead and thou art free Shee doth liue but dead to thee III. CANTVS O Eyes leaue off your weeping Loue hath the thoughts in keeping That may con tent you Let not this miscon ceiuing Where comforts are receiuing Causles tor ment you Let c. 2 Cloudes threaten but a shower Hope hath his happy houre Though long in lasting Time needs must be attended Loue must not be offended With too much hasting 3 But O the painfull pleasure Where Loue attends the leasure Of liues wretchednesse Where Hope is but illusion And Feare is but confusion Of Loues happinesse 4 But happy Hope that seeth How Hope and Hap agreeth Of life depriue me Or let me be assured When life hath death endured Loue will reuiue me III. BASSVS Robert Hales Groome of her Maiesties Priuie Chamber O Eyes leaue off your weeping Loue hath the thoughts in keeping That may content you Let not this misconceiuing Where comforts are receiuing Causelesse torment you Let c. IIII. CANTVS Sir Phillip Sidney GOE my Flocke goe get you hence Seeke some other place of feeding Where you may haue some defence Fro the stormes in my breast breeding And showers from mine eyes proceeding 2 Leaue a wretch in whom all woe Can abide to keepe no measure Merry flocke such one forgoe Vnto whom Myrth is displeasure Onely rich in measures treasure 3 Yet alas before you goe Heare your wofull Maisters story Which to stones I else would shew Sorrow onely then hath glory When t is excellently sorry 4 Stella fayrest Shepherdesse Fayrest but yet cruelst euer Stella whom the heau'ns still blesse Though against me she perseuer Though I blisse inherit neuer 5
heau'n is gone And hee one earth And hee on earth In darknesse left to moane 2 But loe a glorious light from his darke rest Shone from the place where erst this Goddesse dwelt A light whose beames the world with fruit hath blest Blest was the Knight while hee that light beheld Since then a starre fixed on his head hath shinde And a Saints Image in his hart is shrinde 3 Rauisht with ioy so grac't by such a Saint He quite forgat his Cell and selfe denaid He thought it shame in thankfulnesse to faint Debts due to Princes must be duely paid Nothing so hatefull to a noble minde As finding kindnesse for to proue vnkinde 4 But ah poore Knight though thus in dreame he ranged Hoping to serue this Saint in sort most meete Tyme with his golden locks to siluer changed Hath with age-fetters bound him hands and feete Aye mee hee cryes Goddesse my limbs grow saint Though I times prisoner be be you my Saint VIII BASSVS M. Iohn Douland Batchelar of Musicke EArre from triumphing Court c. IX CANTVS LAdy if you so spight me so spight me Wherefore do you so oft so oft kisse kisse and delight mee Sure that my hart opprest opprest Sure that my hart op-prest opprest and ouer-cloyed May breake may breake thus ouerioyde ouer-ioyed If you seeke to spill to spill mee Come kisse me sweet ‖ Come Kisse me sweet and kill mee So shal your hart your hart ‖ be ea sed And I shall rest content and dye and dye well pleased IX BASSVS M. Iohn Douland Batchelar of Musicke Lady if you so spight mee so spight mee Wherefore doe you doe you so oft doe you so oft kisse kisse and delight me Sure sure that my hart my hart opprest my hart opprest and o uercloyed my hart opprest and ouer-cloyed May breake thus ouer-ioyd ouer-ioyed If you seeke to spill mee to spill me to spill mee Come kisse me sweet ‖ and kill ‖ ‖ kill mee So shall your hart your hart be eased And I shall rest content content and dye and dye and dye well pleas'd well pleased X. CANTVS In darknesse let mee dwell The ground ‖ shall sorrow sorrow be The roofe Dispaire to barre all all cheerfull light from mee The wals of marble blacke that moistned that moistned still shall weepe still shall weepe My musicke My musicke hellish hellish larring sounds iarring iarring sounds to banish banish friendly sleepe Thus wedded to my woes And bedded to my Tombe O Let me liuing die O let me liuing let me liuing liuing die Till death till death doe come ‖ till death till death doe come In darknesse let mee dwell X. BASSVS M. Iohn Douland Batchelar of Musicke In darknesse let mee dwell c. XI CANTO Airs du Court. SI le parler le silence Nuit à nostre heur esgalement Parlons done ma chere esperance Du coeur des yeux seulement Amour ce petit dieu volage Nous apprend ce muet lan gage Que le regard vole reuole Messager des nos passions Et serue au lieu de la parole Pour dire nos intentions Amour Mais si quelque ame est offencée De nous voir discourir des yeux Nous parlerons de la pensée Comme les Anges dans les cieux Amour Ainsi par vn doux artifice Nous tromperons les courtisans Et nous rirons de la malice De mile facheux mesdisans Qui n'en seauront pas d'auantage Ignorant ce muet langage XI BASSO Dincerto SI le parler le silence Nuit á nostre heur esga lement Parlous doue ma chere esperance Du coeur des yeax seu lement Amour ce petit dieu vo lage Nous apprend ce muet laugage XII CANTVS Airs du Court. CE penser qui sans sin ti ranni-se ma vie Se montre tellement contre moy coniu ré Que tant plus ie m' effor ce à dompter son enui e Et tant moins à mon bien ie le voy pre pa re I'ay quit té la beauté dont il a pris naissance Esperant par l'oubly ses charmes deceuoir Mais ie trouue à la fin que la veuë l'absence Sont tous deux differends d'vn mesme pouuoir I'ay maintefois iuré du change faire espreuue Pour faire qu'vn dessein fust par l'autre deffait Mais à toutes les fois aussi tost ie me treuue Infidelle en parole fidelle en effect Pay des plus fiers dedains la puissance empruntée Pour repousser le trait dont i'ay le coeur attaint Mais plus ie recognois par leur force domptée Ma douleux voritable mon remede feint Ainsi donc combatant le mal qui me possede Sans voir par ces moyens ses tempestes calmer Ie me vay consommant dans mon propre remede Comme vn Vaisseau qui brusle au milieu de la Mer. Voilà comme en viuant en toute seruitude Ie nourris vn penser dont l'impiteux effort Se monstre en mon endroit si plain d'ingratitude Qu'en luy donnant la vie il me donne la mort XII BASSO Dincerto CE penser qui sans sin tirannise ma vie Se montre tellement contre moy coniuré Que tant plus ie m'efforce à dompter son enui e Et tant moins à mon bien ie le voy prepa ré XIII CANTO Airs du Court. VOus que le bon heur r'appelle A vn serua ge ancien Mou rez aux peids de la belle Qui vous dai gne faire sien Glorieuse en vostre perte Honorez vostre vainqueur Qui vous a la porte ouuerte De la prison de son coeur Heureux venez vous donc rendre A celle quivous a pris C'est honneur de ce voir prendre A qui tient tout à mespris Ainsi vostre ame reprise Finis toute liberté Glorieuse est l'enterprise Qui guide à l'eternite XIII BASSO Dincerto VOus que le bon heur r'appelle A vn seruage ancien Mourez aux peids de labelle Qui vous daigne faire sien XIIII CANTO Espagnol PAssaua amor suar-co dessarmado Los oios baxos blando y muy modesto Dexana m'ya atras muy descuidado Dexaua ij Quam poco espacio pude gozar esto Fortuna deembidiosa dixo luego Teneos amor porque vays tam presto Boluio de presto ami el nigno ciego Muy enoiado enuersé reprehendido Que no ay reprehension do sta sufuego Ay prados bosques seluas que criastes Tan libre coracon como ero el mio Porque tan graue mal no te estoruastes XIIII BASSO Espagnol PAssana amor suar co dessarmado Los oios baxos blando y may mode sto Dexaua m'ya atras muy descuidado Dexaua ij XV. CANTO Espagnol STa note mien yaua Call inferno mescta na my non da