shrinke still XI Aye me alas hey hoe XII Late in my rash accounting XIII Fowre armes two neckes XIIII Lord when I thinke XV Say wanton will you loue me XVI I bei ligustri e rose XVII Strike it vp Tabor XVIII Ha ha this world doth passe XIX Since Robin Hood XX Fa la la O now weepe XXI Al 's tarrry but one halfe howre XXII As deadly serpents lurking XXIII Donna il vostro XXIIII The Nightingale XXV A Song for 6. voices Death hath depriued me XXVI TENOR 3. voc I. COme come le ts begin to reuel't out to reuel't out and tread the hilles and dales a bout that hilles and dales and dales and woodes may sound an Eccho .ii. to this warbling round Lads merry bee with musicke sweete and Faires trip it with your feet Pans pipe is dull a better straine doth stretch it selfe to please your vaine II. IOckey thine horne pipes dull giue wind man at full fie vpon that gull like an hoody doody all to moody toodle toodle pipe it vp thicker I le tread it the quicker why then about it roundly .ii. and I will foot it foot it .ii. .ii. soundly I le take my steps the shorter as if I trampled trampled trampled morter Darite growes so graue I may not her haue In around when I do craue with hoop sir hoy day O you hurtme Toodle Toodle set me thy worke by and come to me smurkly Then if she chance to glance in Giue vs two roome to dance in Though my green ierkin bare is Vs two to all the parish III. SOme men desire spouses that come of noble houses and some would haue in mariage ladies of courtly cariage fa la la fa la la la la la but few desire as I do the maidenhead the maidenhead .ii. .ii. of a widow fa la la la la la la la la la la. 2 Some thinke faire youth will cherish Strength that begins to perish I le haue no colts to taming Let me be young'st at gaming I le get ore I le go nigh too The maidenhead of a widdow IIII. TO morrow is the marriage day of Mopsus and faire Phillida Come shepheardes bring your garlands gay your garlands come shepheardes bring your garlandes .ii. Come shepheardes bring your garlands gay garlandes gay 2 If loue lye in so fowle a nest and fowlenes on so faire a breast What louer may not hope the best 3 O do not weepe faire Bellamoure though he be gone there 's many more for loue hath many loues in store V. Vpon a hill .ii. the bonny bonny boy .ii. sweet Thirsis sweetly plaid and calde his lambes their maisters ioy their maisters ioy and more hee would haue said but loue but loue that giues the louers wings withdrew his mind his mind .ii. from other things 2 His pipe and he could not agree for Milla was his note This silly pipe could neuer get this louely name by rote With that they both fell in a sound he fell a sleepe his pipe to ground VI. COme sirrah Iacke hoe fill some Tobacco bring a wire and some fire hast hast away quicke I say do not stay shun delay for I dranke none good to day I sweare that this Tobacco it 's perfect Trinida do by the very very mas neuer neuer neuer was better gere then is here by the roode for the bloud it is very very good t is very good 2 Fill the pipe once more My braines daunce trenchmore It is headdy I am geeddy My head and braines Back and raines Iointes and vaines From all paines It doth well purge and make cleane Then those that doe Condemne it Or such as not Commend it Neuer were so wise to learne Good Tobacco to discerne Let them go plucke a crow and not know as I do The sweet of Trinidado VII TAn ta ra ran tan tant cryes Mars on bloudy rampier fa la fa la fa la cries Venus in a Cham-ber toodle toodle .ii. loo cryes Pan that Cuckoo with bels at his shoo and a fiddle fiddle too Aye mee but I alas lye wee ping for death hath slaine my sweeting which hath my heart in kee ping .ii. VIII THe Gods haue heard my vowes fond Lyce whose faire browes wont scorne with such disdaine my loue .ii. my teares my paine .ii. fa la la la. 2 But now those spring-tide roses are turnde to winter poses to Rue and time and sage fitting that shriuled age Fa la la la c. 3 Now youthes with hote desire See see that flamelesse fire Which erst your hearts so burned quicke into ashes turned Fa la la la c. IX THough my carriage be but carelesse though my looks be of the sternest yet my passions are compare lesse when I loue when I loue .ii. .ii. .ii. I loue I loue I loue I loue I loue in earnest 2 No my wits are not so wild But a gentle soule may yoake me Nor my heart so hard compilde But it melts if loue prouoke me X. THe Ape the Monkey and Baboone did meete and breaking of their fast in fryday street two of them sware together solemnly in their three natures was a simpathie Nay quoth Baboon I do deny that straine I haue more knauery in me then you twaine 2 Why quoth the Ape I haue a horse at will in Parris Garden for to ride on still and there shew trickes tush quoth the Monkey I for better trickes in great mens houses lie Tush quoth Baboone when men do know I come for sport from City country they will runne XI NO no though I shrinke still I shrinke still yet I thinke stil that a wincke will do what louers best know fa la la liro logh .ii. .ii. fa la liro logh till then I will be glad and then I will be mad I will be mad hang vp all loue that is sad fa la la liro logh .ii. .ii. fa la liro liro logh 2 What what if she faine so then I plaine go in a vaine to ouerthrow her that 's flat fa la la c. O but she loued me well no but I cannot tell who dares trust women or hell XII AYe me alas hey ho hey hoe .ii. .ii thus doth Messalina go about the house a cry ing vp and downe the house a crying .ii. for her Monkey lyes a dying .ii. a dy ing death thou art too cruel to bereaue her Iewell or to make a seasure of her only treasure if her Monkey die she will sit and crie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie XIII LAte in my rash accounting my Fortune was amoūting fa la la la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la la la la la la la la la and now all is vndone al courses backwards run fa la la la la la la fa la la la la la. 2 Harts greedy in desiring Are speedy in aspiring fa la la
CANTVS AYERES OR Phantasticke Spirites for three voices Made and newly published by THOMAS WEELKES Gentleman of his Maiesties Chappell Batchelar of Musicke and Organest of the Cathedral Church of Chichester LONDON Printed by William Barley and are to be sold at his shoppe in Gracious street 1608. Cum Priuilegio TO THE RIGHT NOble and most worthy EDVVARD Lord DENNY Baron of Waltham Thomas Weelkes wisheth the happines of both worldes RIGHT HONOVRABLE IT were needlesse to commend the worth of musicke to a noble and vnderstanding disposition for in the natures of Artes and generous spirites ther is a sympathie this being only grac'd by them and they the onely patrones of this profession I haue presumed though not worthy your acceptance as to the fauourer of all vertue humbly to entreate your Lordship to patronize these my simple labours which if your Lordship vouchsafe they haue their hire and my self euer bound as is my duty to doe your Lordship all faithfull dutifull and acceptable seruice THOMAS VVEELKES CANTVS 3 voc II. I Ockey thine horne pipes dull giue wind man at full fie vpon such a sad gul like an hoody doody all to moody toodle toodle pipe it vp thicker I le tread it the quicker why then about it roundly .ii. and I will foot it foot it .ii. .ii. soundly I le take my steps the shorter as if I trampled trampled trampled morter Darite growes so grane I may not her haue In around when I do craue with hoop sir hoy day O you hurtme Toodle Toodle set me thy worke by and come to me smurkly Then if she chance to glance in Giue vs two roome to dance in Though my green ierkin bare it Vs two to all the parish III. SOme men desire spouses that come of noble houses and some would haue in mariage ladies of courtly cariage fa la la fa la la la la la but few desire as I do the maidenhead the maidenhead .ii. .ii. of a widow fa la la la la fa la la la la la. 2 Some thinke faire youth will cherish Strength that begins to perish I le haue no colts to taming Let me be young'st at gaming I le get ore I le go nigh too The maidenhead of a widdow IIII. TO morrow is the marriage day of Mopsus and faire Phillida Come shepheards bring your garlands gay .ii. .ii. your garlands gay 2 If loue lye in so fowle a nest and fowlenes on so faire a breast What louer may not hope the best 3 O do not weepe faire Bellamoure though he be gone there 's many more for loue hath many loues in store V. Vpon a hill a hill the bony bony boy sweet Thirsis sweetly plaid and calde his lambes their maisters ioy and more hee would haue said but loue but loue that giueth wings but loue that giues the louers wings withdrew his mind his mind withdrew his mind withdrew his mind his mind from other things 2 His pipe and he could not agree for Milla was his note This silly pipe could neuer get this louely name by rote With that they both fell in a sound he fell a sleepe his pipe to ground VI. COme sirrah Iaoke hoe fill some Tobacco bring a wire and some fire hast hast away quicke I say do not stay shun delay for I dranke none good to day I sweare that this Tobacco it 's perfect Trinidado by the very very mas neuer neuer neuer was better gere then is here by the roode for the bloud it is very very good t is very good 2 Fill the pipe once more My braines daunce trenchmore It is headdy I am geeddy My head and braines Back and raines Iointes and vaines From all paines It doth well purge and make cleane Then those that doe Condemne it Or such as not Commend it Neuer were so wise to learne Good Tobacco to discerne Let them go plucke a crow and not know as I do The sweet of Trinidado VII TAn ta ra ran tan tant cryes Mars on bloudy rampier fa la fa la fa la fa la cries Venus in a Chamber toodle loodle .ii. loo cryes Pan that Cuckoo with bels at his shoo and a fiddle too .ii. Aye me but I alas lye weeping for death hath slaine my sweeting which hath my heart in kee ping .ii. VIII THe Gods haue heard my vowes fond Lyce whose faire browes wont scorne with such disdaine my lone .ii. my teares my paine .ii. fa la la la. 2 But now those spring-tide roses are turnde to winterposes to Rue and time and sage fitting that shriuledage Fa la la la c. 3 Now youthes with hote desire See see that flamelesse fire Which erst your hearts so burned quicke into ashes turned Fa la la la c. IX THough my carriage be but carelesse though my looks be of the sternest yet my passions are compare lesse when I loue when I loue .ii. I loue in earnest 2 No my wits are not so wild But a gentle soule may yoake me Nor my heart so hard compilde But it melts if loue prouoke me X. THe Ape the Monkey and Baboone did meete and breaking of their fast in fryday street two of them sware together solemnly in their three natures was a simpathie Nay quoth Baboon I do deny that straine I haue more knauery in me then you twaine 2 Why quoth the Ape I haue a horse at will in Parris Garden for to ride on still and ' there shew trickes tush quoth the Monkey I for better trickes in great mens houses lie Tush quoth Baboone when men do know I come for sport from City country they will runne XI NO no though I shrinke still yet I thinke stil that a wincke will do what louers louers best know fa la la liro logh .ii. .ii. .ii. till then I will be glad and then I will be mad hang vp all loue that is sad is sad fa la la liro logh .ii. .ii. .ii. 2 What what if she faine so then I plaine go in a vaine to ouerthrow her that 's flat fa la la c. O but she loued me well no but I cannot tell who dares trust women or hell XII A Ye me alas hey hoe hey hoe .ii. .ii. thus doth Messalina go vp and downe the house a cry ing .ii. a cry ing for her Monkey lyes a dying .ii. death thou art too cruel to bereaue her Iewell or to make a seasure of her only treasure if her Monkey die she will sit and crie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie XIII LAte in my rash accounting my Fortune was amoūting fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la fa la la fa la la la la la la la la fa la la and now all is vndone all courses backwards runne fa la la fa la la fa la la la la la fa la la. 2 Harts greedy in desiring Are speedy in aspiring fa
Though my carriage be but IX The Ape the Monkey X No no though I shrinke still XI Aye me alas hey hoe XII Late in my rash accounting XIII Fowre armes two neckes XIIII Lord when I thinke XV Say wanton will you loue me XVI I bei ligustri e rose XVII Strike it vp Tabor XVIII Ha ha this world doth passe XIX Since Robin Hood XX Fa la la O now weepe XXI Al 's tarrry but one halfe howre XXII As deadly serpents lurking XXIII Donna il vostro XXIIII The Nightingale XXV A Song for 6. voices Death hath depriued me XXVI BASSVS 3. voc I. COme come le ts begin le ts begin to reuel't out to reuel't out and tread the hilles and dales a bout that hilles and dales and woodes may sound an Eccho .ii. to this warbling round Lads merry bee with musicke sweete and Faires trip it with your feet Pans pipe is dull a better straine doth stretch it selfe to please your vaine II. IOckey thine horne pipes dull giue wind man at full fie vpon such a sad gul like an hoody doody all to moody toodle loodle pipe it vp thicker I le tread it the quicker why then about it roundly .ii. and I will foot it foot it .ii. .ii. soundly I le take my steps the shorter as if I trampled trampled trampled morter Darite growes so graue I may not her haue In around when I do craue with hoop sir hoy day O you hurtme Toodle Toodle set me thy worke by and come to me smurkly Then if she chance to glance in Giue vs two roome to dance in Though my green ierkin bare is Vs two to all the parish III. SOme men desire spouses that come of noble houses and some would haue in mariage ladies of courtly cariage fa la fa la la fala la la la but few desire as I do the maidenhead the maidenhead .ii. .ii. of a widow fa la la la fa la la la la la la la. 2 Some thinke faire youth will cherish Strength that begins to perish le haue no colts to taming Let me be young'st at gaming I le get ore I le go nigh too The maidenhead of a widdow IIII. TO morrow is the marriage day of Mopsus and faire Phillida Come shepheards bring your garlands gay .ii. .ii. your garlands gay 2 Ifloue lye in so fowle a nest and fowlenes on so faire a breast What louer may not hope the best 3 O do not weepe faire Bellamoure though he be gone there 's many more for loue hath many loues in store V. VPon a hill .ii. a hill the bony bony boy sweet Thirsis sweetly plaid and calde his lambes their maistersioy and more hee would haue said but loue but loue that giues the louers wings withdrew his mind his mind from other things from o ther things 2 His pipe and he could not agree for Milla was his note This silly pipe could neuer get this louely name by rote With that they both fell in a sound he fell a sleepe his pipe to ground VI. COme sirrah Iacke hoe fill some Tobacco bring a wire and some fire hast hast away quicke I say do not stay shun delay for I dranke none good to day I sweare that this Tobacco it 's per fect Trinidado by the very mas neuer was better gere then is here for the bloud t is very good 2 Fill the pipe once more My braines daunce trenchmore It is headdy I am geeddy My head and braines Back and raines Iomtes and vaines From all paines It doth well purge and make cleane Then those that doe Condenme it Or such as not Commend it Neuer were so wise to learne Good Tobacco to discerne Let them go plucke a crow and not know as I do The sweet of Trinidado VII TAn ta ra ran tan tant cryes Mars on bloudy rampier fa la fa la fa la cries Venus in a Chamber toodle loodle loo cryes Pan that Cuckoo with bels at his shoo and a fiddle fiddle too Aye me but I alas lye weeping for death hath slaine my sweeting which hath my heart in keeping my hart in keeping VIII THe Gods haue heard my vowes fond Lyce whose faire browes wont scorne with such disdaine my loue .ii. my teares my paine .ii. fa la la la la la. 2 But now those spring-tide roses are turnde to winter poses to Rue and time and sage fitting that shriuledage Falalala c. 3 Now youthes with hote desire See see that flamelesse fire Which erst your hearts so burned quicke into ashes turned Fa la la la c. IX THough my carriage be but carelesse though my looks be of the sternest yet my passions are compare lesse when I loue when I loue I loue I loue I loue I loue in earnest 2 No my wits are not so wild But a gentle soule may yoake me Nor my heart so hard compilde But it melts if loue prouoke me X. THe Ape the Monkey and Babone did meete and breaking of their fast in fryday street in their three natures was a simpathie Nay quoth Baboone I do deny that straine I haue more knauery in me then you twaine 2 Why quoth the Ape I haue a horse at will in Parris Garden for to ride on still and there shew trickes tush quoth the Monkey I for better trickes in great mens houses lie Tush quoth Baboone when men do know I come for sport from City country they will runne XI NO no though I shrinke still yet I thinke stil that a wincke will do what louers best know fa la la liro logh .ii. .ii. .ii. till then I will be glad and then I will be mad hang vp all loue that is sad fa la la liro logh .ii. .ii. .ii. 2 What what if she faine so then I plaine go in a vaine to ouerthrow her that 's flat fa la la c. O but she loued me well no but I cannot tell who dares trust women or hell XII AYe me alas hey hoe hey hoe .ii. .ii. thus doth Messalina go up and downe .ii. vp and downe the house a crying a crying for her Monkey lyes a dying for .ii. death thou art too cruel to bereaue her Iewell or to make a seasure of her onely treasure if her Monkey die she will sit and crie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie fie XIII LAte in my rash accounting my Fortune was amounting fa la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la fa la la la la and now all is vndone all courses backward runne fa la la fa la la fa la fa la la fa la la fa la la la. 2 Harts greedy in desiring Are speedy in aspiring fa la la c. But this femall sexe Make stout hearts breake their necks 3 You Ladies faire and fickle Whose climing thoughts do tickle fa la c. Shall most deepely repent And