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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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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 Quae prosunt singula multa iuuant Printed by Peter Short with the assent of Thomas Morley and are to be sold at the signe of the Starre on Bredstreet hill 1600. TO THE HONOURABLE AND VERTVOVS GENTLEMAN SIR ROBERT SIDNEY KNIGHT GOUERNOUR VNDER HER MAIESTIE OF THE TOWNE OF VLUSHING AND THE CASTLE OF THE Ramekins IN THE LOW COUNTRIES AND OF the forts of the same appendant with the garrison therein placed as well of horse as foote YOUR great loue and fauour Honorable Syr euer manifested to all worthy Sciences hath imboldened me to offer vppe at your Lordships Shryne these the vnworthie labours of my musicall trauels And though in respect of their weakenes they may perhaps seeme vntimely brought forth and therefore the vnlikelier to prosper yet doubt I not but if tenderd by you they shall happelie find gentle cherishing which may be a meane to make them more stronger or else miscarrying to encourage my endeuours to beget a better for as no arts wincks at fewer errors than musicke so none greater enimies to their owne profession then musicians who whilst in their own singularitie they condemne euery mans workes as some waie faulty they are the cause the art is the lesse esteemed and they themselues reputed as selfe-commenders and men most fantasticall Wherefore if this one censuring infirmitie were remoued these my ayres free I dare say from grosse errours would finde euery where more gratious entertainement But since euen those who are best seene in this art cannot vaunt themselues free from such detractours I the lesse regard it being so well accompanied Howsoeuer if herein I may gaine your Honors good allowance I shall thinke I have attained to the better ende of my labours which with my self and the best of my seruice restes euer more at your Lordships imploiment Your Lordships deuoted in all dutifull seruice ROBERT IONES TO THE READER GENTLEMEN since my desire is your eares shoulde be my indifferent iudges I cannot thinke it necessary to make my trauels or my bringing vp arguments to perswade you that I haue a good opinion of my selfe only thus much will I saie That I may preuent the rash iudgments of such as know me not Euer since I practised speaking I haue practised singing hauing had noe other qualitie to hinder me from the perfect knowledge of this faculty I haue been incouraged by the warrant of diuers good iudgments that my paines herein shall at the least procure good liking if not delight which yet for mine owne part I must needes feare as much as I desire especially when I consider the ripenes of this industrious age wherein all men endeuour to knowe all thinges I confesse I was not vnwilling to embrace the conceits of such gentlemen as were earnest to haue me apparel these ditties for them which though they intended for their priuate recreation neuer meaning they should come into the light were yet content vpon intreaty to make the incouragements of this my first adventure whereuppon I was almost glad to make my small skill knowne to the world presuming that if my cunning failed me in the Musicke yet the words might speake for themselues howsoeuer it pleaseth them to account better of that then of those Of purpose as it should seeme to make me belieue I can do something my only hope is that seeing neither my cold ayres not their idle ditties as they will needes haue me call them have hitherto beene sounded in the eares of manie they maie chance to finde such entertainment as commonlie newes doth in the world which if I may be so happie to beare I will not saie my next shall be better but I will promise to take more paines to shew more points of musicke which now I could not do because my chiefest care was to fit the Note to the Word till when I must be as well content with each mans lawfull censure as I shall be glad of some mens vndeserued favours R. J. A Table of all the Songs contained in this Booke A Womans Lookes I. Fond wanton youths II. Shee whose matchlesse beauty III. Once did I loue IIII. Led by a strong desire V. Lie downe poore heart VI. Where lingring feare VII Hero care not though VIII When loue and time IX Sweete come away X. Women what are they XI Farewell deere loue XII O my poore eies XIII If fathers knew XIIII Life is a Poets phable XV. Sweete Philomell XVI That heart XVII VVhat if I seeke XVIII My mistris XIX Perplexed XX. Can modest plaine desire XXI I. CANTVS A Womans looks are barbed hooks that catch by art the strongest hart when yet they spend no breath but let them speake sighing break forth into teares their words are speares that wound our souls to death 2 The rarest wit Is made forget And like a child Is oft beguild With loues sweete seeming baite Loue with his rod So like a God Commands the mind VVe cannot find Faire shewes hide fowle deceit 3 Time that all thinges In order bringes Hath taught me now To be more slow In giuing faith to speech Since womens wordes No truth affordes And when they kisse They thinke by this Vs men to ouer-reach ALTVS A Womans looks are barbed hookes that catch by art the strongest hart when yet they spend no breath but let them speake and sighing breake forth into teares their words are speares that wound our soules to death BASSVS A Womans lookes are barbed hookes that catch by art the strongest hart vvhen yet they spend no breath but let them speake and sighing breake forth into teares their wordes are speares that vvound our soules to death TENOR A Womans lookes are barbed hookes that catch by art the strongest hart when yet they spend no breath but let them speake and sighing breake forth into teares their vvordes are speares that wound our soules to death II. CANTVS FOnd wanton youths fond wanton youths make loue a God which after proueth ages rod their youth their time their wit their arte they spend in seeking of their smarte and which of follies is the chiefe they wooe their woe they wooe their woe they wedde their griefe 2 All finde it so who wedded are Loues sweetes they finde enfold sowre care His pleasures pleasingst in the eie Which tasted once with lothing die They find of follies t is the chiefe Their woe to wooe to wedde their griefe 3 If for their owne content they choose Forthwith their kindreds loue they loose And if their kindred they content For euer after they repent O t is of all our follies chiefe Our woe to wooe to wedde our griefe 4 In bed vvhat strifes are bred by day Our puling vviues doe open lay None friendes none foes vve must esteeme But
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