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A pilgrimes solace VVherein is contained musicall harmonie of 3. 4. and 5. parts, to be sung and plaid with the lute and viols. By Iohn Douland, Batchelor of Musicke in both the vniuersities: and lutenist to the Right Honourable the Lord Walden.
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Dowland, John, 1563?-1626.
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Grace a bounding Grace a bounding freely freely doth re dresse mee So that resounding still I shall confesse thee Father Fa ther of mercy Father of mercy mercy Father of mer cy Though Sinne offending daily doth torment mee Yet Grace amending since I doe repent mee At my liues ending will I hope present mee cleare to thy mercy The wound Sinne gaue me was of Death assured Did not Grace saue mee whereby it is cured So thou wilt haue mee to thy loue invred free without merit Sinnes stripe is healed and his sting abated Deaths mouth is sealed and the Graue amated Thy Loue reuealed and thy Grace related giues me this spirit ALTVS XVII WHere sinne sore woun ding sore wounding sinne sore woun ding daily doth oppresse me There Grace abounding abounding Grace aboun-ding Grace abounding abounding freely freely doth re dresse redresse me So that resounding still I shall confesse thee Father of mercy mercy Father of mer cy Father of mercy of mercy mer cy So that c. BASSVS XVII VVHere Sinne sore wounding wounding There Grace abounding abounding free-ly freely doth redresse mee freely free ly doth redresse mee Still I shall confesse thee Father of mercy mercy Father of mercy mer cy Still I c. TENOR XVII VVHere Sinne where Sinne sore woun ding sore woun ding daily doth oppresse me there Grace abounding Grace a bounding freely freely doth re dresse me freely freely doth redresse doth re dresse mee So that resounding still I shall confesse thee Fa ther of mercy mer cy Father of mer cy Father of mercy mercy So that c. CANTVS XVIII MY heart and tongue were twinnes at once con ceiued Th' eldest was my heart borne dumbe by desti nie The last my tongue of all sweet thoughts be rea ued Yet Conclusion strung and tunde to play hearts har mo nie Then this be sure Conclusion since it is true per fection That ney ther men nor Gods nor Gods can force af fection Both knit in one and yet a sunder placed what heart would speake the tongue doth still discouer What tongue doth speake is of the heart embraced and both are one to make a new found Louer New found and onely found in Gods and Kings whose wordes are deedes but wordes nor deedes regarded Chaste thoughts doe mount and flye with swiftest wings my loue with paine my paine with losse rewarded ALTVS XVIII MY heart and tongue were twinnes at once conceiued Th' eldest was my heart borne dumbe by desti nie The last my tongue of all sweet thoughts bereaude Yet strung strung and tunde to play strung and tunde Conclusion to play hearts harmonie Then this be sure be sure since it is true perfection That neyther men nor Gods men nor Gods that neyther men nor Gods nor Gods can force affection BASSVS XVIII MY heart and tongue were twinnes at once conceiued Th' eldest was my heart borne dumbe by de stinie The last my tongue of all sweete sweete ioyes bereaude Yet strung and tunde and tunde to play to play harts Conclusion har monie Then this be sure since it is it is true perfection that ney ther men neither men nor Gods nor men nor Gods can force can force affection TENOR XVIII My heart and tongue were twinnes at once con ceiued Th' eldest was my heart my heart borne dumbe by destinie The last my tongue of all sweete thoughts sweete thoughts be-rea ued Yet strung and tunde to play Conclusion to play hearts harmonie Then this be sure this be sure since it is true it is true perfection That neyther men ij neyther men nor Gods nor Gods can force affection TENOR XIX VP merry mates to Neptunes prayse Your voyces high aduance The watrie Nymphs shall dance and E olus shall whistle to your layes Stereman how stands the winde What course no worse and blow so faire Then sincke sincke sincke sincke despayre Come solace to the minde ere night we shall we shall the ha uen finde O happy hap py dayes who may con taine but swell with proud dis daine when seas are smooth sailes sailes full and all things all things please Conclusion The golden meane that con stant spi rit beares in such ex-treams that nor pre sumes not feares Conclusion ALTVS Dialogue XIX O Happy happy dayes who can who can containe but swell with proud disdaine when seas when seas are smooth sailes full and all things please Conclusion The golden meane that con stant spi rit beares In such extreames that not presumes nor feares BASSVS Dialogue XIX FVll North North-east Full South South-west O happy dayes happy dayes who can containe but swell with proud disdain when seas are smooth seas are smooth sailes full and all things please Conclusion The golden meane that constant spirit beares In such extreames that nor presumes nor feares CANTVS XIX O Happy dayes who may who may containe but swell with proud disdaine when seas are Conclusion smooth sailes full and all things please The golden meane that constant spirit beares In such extreames that nor presumes nor feares Stay merry mates proud Neptune lowres Your voyces all deplore you The Nymphes stand weeping o're you And Eolus and Iris bandy showres Mr. Boates man hale in the Boate. S. Harke harke the ratlings M. T is haile S. Make fast the tacklings M. Strike saile Make quicke dispatches Shut close the hatches Hold sterne cast Ancour out This night we shall at randome floate O dismall houres Who can forbeare But sinke with sad despaire When seas are rough sailes rent and each thing lowres CANTVS primus XX. Chorus HYmen O Hymen myne of treasures more di uine what di-e-tie is like to thee that freest from morta-li-tie CANTVS secundus XX. WEl come wel come black night Hymens faire day help help help Hymen Loues due debt to pay Loues due debt is chaste de light which if the turtles the turtles the Turtles want to night Hy-men forfets his Di e tie and night in loue in loue her dignitie Help help blacke night Hymens faire day Help Hymen ij Loues due debt to pay Chorus Hymen O Hymen myne of treasures more diuine what di-e-tie is like to thee that freest from mor ta li tie Chorus QVINTVS XX. Chorus HYmen O Hymen mine of trea sores more diuine what di-e-tie is like to thee to thee that freest from mor ta-li tie BASSVS XX. Chorus HYmen O Hymen myne of treasures more di uine what di e tie is like is like to thee that freest from mor-ta-li tie Stay happy paire stay but a while Hymen comes not loue to beguile These sports are alluring baites And sawce are to Loues sweetest Cates Longing hope doth no hurt but this It heightens Loues attained blisse Then stay most happie stay a while Hymen comes not Loue to beguile TENOR XX. Chorus HYmen O Hymen myne of treasures more de uine what di-e-tie what di-e-tie is like to thee that free est from mor ta-li tie CNTVS primus XXI Chorus CEase c. Hymen O Hymen blesse this night that Loues dark work loues dark work may come to light CANTVS secundus XXI CEase cease cease these false sports Hast hast hast away Loue 's made a trewant by your stay Good night good night yet virgin virgin Bride but looke ere day ij ere day be spide You change that fruitlesse name least you your sex defame Fear not Hymens peaceful war you 'le cōquer ij ij thogh you subdued are good night And ere the day be old rise to the sun ij ij to the Sunne ij a Marigold Chorus Hymen O Hymen blesse this night this night blesse this sight that Loues darke workes may come may come to light Chorus QVINTVS XXI Chorus CEase these false Hymen O Hymen blesse this night that Loues darke workes ij darke workes that Loues darke workes may come to light BASSVS XXI CEase these false sports Chorus Hymen O Hymen blesse this night that Loues darke workes ij Loues darke workes darke workes may come to light TENOR XXI Chorus CEase these false sports Hymen O Hymen blesse this night this night that Loues darke workes Loues darke workes that Loues darke workes may come to light XXII Galliard to Lachrima FINIS
dye blessed Then to liue to liue thus distressed CANTVS VIII TEll me true Loue where shall I seeke thy being In thoughts or words in vowes or promise making In rea sons lookes or pas sions ij neuer seeing In men on earth or wo mens minds partaking Thou canst not dye and therefore li uing therefore liuing tell me where is thy seate is thy seate thy seate Why why doth this age expell thee 2 When thoughts are still vnseene and words disguised vowes are not sacred held nor promise debt By passion reasons glory is surprised in neyther sexe is true loue firmely set Thoughts fainde words false vowes and promise broken Made true Loue flye from earth this is the token 3 Mount then my thoughts here is for thee no dwelling since truth and falshood liue like twins together Beleeue not sense eyes eares touch taste or smelling both Art and Nature 's forc'd put trustin neyther One onely shee doth true Loue captiue binds In fairest brest but in a fairer minde O fairest minde enrich'd with Loues residing retaine the best in hearts let some seede fall In stead of weeds Loues fruits may haue abiding at Haruest you shall reape encrease of all O happy Loue more happy man that findes thee Most happy Saint that keepes restores vnbindes thee ALTVS Repetition VIII TEll me Thou canst Thou thou canst not dye and there fore therefore liuing tell me tell mee where is thy seate ij why doth this age expell thee BASSVS VIII TEll me true Loue. Thou thou canst not dye and therefore liuing tell me tell me where is thy seate thy seate where is thy seate why doth this age expell thee TENOR Repetition VIII TEll me Thou canst Thou thou canst not dye and there fore liuing there fore li uing tell me tell mee where is thy seate thy seate why doth this age ij ex-pell ex-pell thee ALTVS IX GOe nightly cares Goe nightly cares the enemy to rest Forbeare forbeare a while to vexe my grieued sprite So long so long your weight so long ij your weight hath lyne vpon my breast that loe I liue that loe I liue ij of life bereaued quite O giue me time to draw my weary breath Or let me dye as I de sire the death ☞ Welcome sweete death ij ij ☜ sweet death wel-come Oh life no life A hell Then thus and thus I bid the world fare well CANTVS IX GOe nightly cares BASSVS IX GOe nightly cares False world farewell the enemy to rest now doe thy worst I doe not weigh thy spight Free from thy cares I liue for euer blest Enioying peace and heauenly true delight Delight whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state And thus I leaue thy hopes thy ioyes vntrue and thus and thus vaine world againe adue CANTVS To my louing Country-man Mr. Iohn Forster the younger Merchant of Dublin in Ireland X FRom silent night true re gister of moanes From saddest Soule consumde with deepest sinnes From hart quite rent with sighes with sighes and heauie groanes My way ling Muse her woe her woe her wofull worke beginnes And to the world brings tunes of sad despaire And to the world brings tunes of sad despayre Sounding nought else but ☞ sorrow sorrow nought else ij but sorrow nought else but sor row ☜ griefe and care and CANTVS X. FRom silent BASSVS X. FRom silent 2 Sorrow to see my sorrowes cause augmented and yet lesse sorrowfull were my sorrowes more Griefe that my griefe with griefe is not preuented for griefe it is must ease my grieued sore Thus griefe and sorrow cares but how to grieue For griefe and sorrow must my cares relieue 3 If any eye therefore can spare a teare to fill the well-spring that must wet my cheekes O let that eye to this sad feast draw neere refuse me not my humble soule beseekes For all the teares mine eyes haue euer wept Were now too little had they all beene kept ALTVS XI LAsso vita mia mi fa morire Lasso vita mia mi fa mi fa morire Crudel crudel amor mio cor con sume Da mille mille mille ferite ij mille mille feri te Che mi fa ij ij morir morir Ahi me Ahi me Deh che non mi fa morire morire Deh che non mi fa morire mi fa morire Crudel ij a mor crudel cru del ij amor mi fa sofrir mille mar ☞ tire mille mille mille mar-tire mi fa sofrir mille martire mille mille mille ij mille mille martire ☜ mi fa so frir mille ij mar tire marti re CANTVS XI LAsso BASSVS XI LAsso CANTVS XII IN this trembling trembling shadow cast from those boughes which thy wings shake Farre from humane trou bles hu mane troubles trou bles plac'd Songs to the Lord to the Lord would I make Dark nesse ij from my minde then take For thy rites thy rites none may begin Till they feele thy light ij with in As I sing sweete flowers I le strow from the fruitfull vallies brought Praising him by whom they grow him that heauen and earth hath wrought him that all things framde of nought Him that all for man did make But made man for his owne sake Musicke all thy sweetnesse lend while of his high power I speake On whom all powers else depend but my brest is now too weake trumpets shrill the ayre should breake All in vaine my sounds I raise Boundlesse power askes boundlesse praise ALTVS XII IN this trembling trembling sha dow In this trembling trembling shadow cast from those boughes which thy windes thy windes shake Far from humane troubles far from hu mane trou bles plac'd Songs to the to the Lord would I make Songs to the Lord would I make Darknesse from my mind my minde then take For thy rites none none may begin thy rites thy rites none may none may begin Till they feele they feele thy light within Songs c. BASSVS XII IN this trembling trembling shadow cast from those boughes which thy windes shake thy windes shake Far from humane trou bles humane troubles plac'd Songs to the Lord to the Lord songs would I make Darknesse from my minde my minde then take For thy rites none none may begin thy rites none may begin Till they feele they feele thy light with in Songs c. TENOR XII IN this trembling trembling sha dow In this trembling trem-bling sha dow cast from those boughes which thy windes shake cast cast from those boughes which thy windes shake thy windes shake Farre from hu mane trou bles humane troubles plac'd Songs to the Lord to the Lord would I make to the Lord would I make Darke nesse from my minde my minde then take For thy rites thy rites none may begin thy rites thy rites none none may begin Till they feele thy light thy light with in Songs c. CANTVS XIII IF that a sinners sighes be Angels