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A20692	The second booke of songs or ayres, of 2. 4. and 5. parts vvith tableture for the lute or orpherian, with the violl de gamba. Composed by Iohn Dovvland Batcheler of Musick, and lutenist to the King of Denmark: also an excelent lesson for the lute and base viol, called Dowlands adew. Published by George Eastland, and are to be sould at his house neere the greene Dragon and Sword, in Fleetstreete.; Songs or ayres, 2nd book	Dowland, John, 1563?-1626.	1600 (1600)	STC 7095; ESTC S106688	12,826	52

Psal. 150. Praise GOD vpon the Lute and Vi oll THE SECOND BOOKE of Songs or Ayres of 2. 4. and 5. parts With Tableture for the Lute or Orpherian with the Violl de Gamba Composed by IOHN DOVVLAND Batcheler of Musick and Lutenist to the King of Denmark Also an excelent lesson for the Lute and Base Viol called Dowlands adew Published by George Eastland and are to be sould at his house neere the greene Dragon and Sword in Fleetstreete LONDON Printed by Thomas Este the assigne of Thomas Morley 1600. TO THE RIGHT Honorable the Lady Lucie Comptesse of BEDFORD EXcellent Ladie I send vnto your La from the Court of a forreine Prince this volume of my second labours as to the worthiest Patronesse of Musicke which is the Noblest of all Sciences for the whole frame of Nature is nothing but Harmonie as wel in soules as bodies And because I am now remoued from your sight I will speake boldly that your La shall be vnthankfull to Nature hir selfe if you doe not loue defend that Art by which she hath giuen you so well tuned a minde Your Ladiship hath in your selfe an excellent agreement of many vertues of which though I admire all Yet I am bound by my profession to giue especiall honor to your knowledge of Musicke which in the iudgement of ancient times was so proper an excelencie to Woemen that the Muses tooke their name from it and yet so rare that the world durst imagin but nine of them I most humby beseech your La to receiue this worke into your fauour and the rather because it commeth far to begit of you From Helsingnoure in Denmarke the first of Iune 1600. Your Ladiships in all humble deuotion Iohn Dowland A. ij To the right Noble and Vertuous Ladie Lucie Comptesse of BEDFORD G. Eastland To I. Dowlands Lute LVte arise and charme the aire Vntill a thousand formes shee beare Coniure them all that they repaire Into the circles of hir eare Euer to dwell in concord there By this thy tunes may haue accesse Euen to hir spirit whose flowring treasure Doth sweetest Harmonie expresse Filling all eares and hearts with pleasure On earth obseruing heauenly measure Right well can shee Judge and defend them Doubt not of that for shee can mend them To the curteous Reader GEntlemen if the consideration of mine owne estate or the true worth of mony had preuailed with me aboue the desire of pleasuring you and shewing my loue to my friend this second labours of Maister Dowland whose very name is a large preface of commendacions to the booke had for euer laine hid in darknesse or at the least frozen in a colde and forreine country I assure you that both my charge and paines in publishing it hath exceeded ordinary yet thus much I haue to assure mee of requitall that neither the work is ordinary nor are your iudgements ordinary to whom I present it so that I haue no reason but to hope sor good increase in my labours especially of your good fauours toward mee which of all things I most esteeme Which if I finde in this I meane shortly God willing to set at liberty for your seruice a prisoner taken at Cales who if hee discouers not something in matter of Musicke worthy your knowledge let the reputation of my iudgement in Musicke aunswere it In the meane time I commend my absent friend to your remembrance and my selfe to your fauorable conceits George Eastland From my house neere the greene Dragon and sword in Fleetstreet A TABLE OF ALL the Songs contained in this BOOKE Songs to two voices I saw my Lady weepe I Flow my teares fall from your springs II Sorow sorow stay lend true repentant teares III Dye not before thy day IIII Mourne mourne day is with darknesse fled V Tymes eldest sonne old age the heire of ease First part VI Then sit thee downe say thy Nunc demittis Second part VII When others sings Venite exultemus Third part VIII Songs to 4. voices Praise blindnesse eies for seeing is deceipt IX O sweet woods the delight of solitarienesse X If fluds of teares could clense my follies past XI Fine knacks for Ladies cheap choise braue and new XII Now cease my wandring eyes XIII Come ye heauie states of night XIIII White as Lillies was hir face XV Wofull heart with griefe opressed XVI A Sheperd in a shade his plaining made XVII Faction that euer dwells in court XVIII Shall I sue shall I seeke for grace XIX Finding in fields my Siluia all alone XX Songs to 5. voices Cleare or Cloudie sweet as Aprill showring XXI Humor say what makst thou heere XXII FINIS I. CANTO To the most famous Anthony Holborne I Saw my La dy weepe and sor row proud to bee ad-uan-ced so in those faire eies ij where all perfections keepe hir face was full of woe full ofwoe but such a woe beleeue me as wins more hearts then mirth can doe with hir ij in ty sing parts Sorow was there made faire And passion wise eares a delightfull thing Silence beyond all speech a wisdome rare Shee made hir sighes to sing And all things with so sweet a sadnesse moue As made my heart at once both grieue and loue O fayrer then ought ells The world can shew leaue of in time to grieue Inough mough your ioyfull lookes excells Teares kills the heart belieue O striue not to bee excellent in woe Which onely breeds your beauties ouerthrow I. CANTO To the most famous Anthony Holborne I saw my Lady weep ii ij ij and sorrovv proud to bee aduanced so in those fayer eyes ij vvher all perfections keep Hir face vvas full full of vvoe But such a vvoe as vvinnes more hearts Then mirth can doe vvith hir intising parts II. CANTO Lacrime FLow my teares fall from your springs Exilde for e uer Let mee Downe vaine lights shine you no more No nights are dark e nough for morne where nights black bird hir sad infamy sings there let mee liue for lorne those that in dis paire their last fortuns deplore light doth but shame dis close Neuer may my woes be re lieued since pit tie is fled and teares and sighes and grones Frō the highest spire of con tentment my for tune is throwne and feare and griefe and paine my wearie dayes ij of all ioyes here de pri ued for my de serts ij are my hopes since hope is gone Harke you shadowes that in darcknesse dwell learne to contemne light Happie happie they ☞ ☞ ☞ that in hell feele not the worlds des pite ☞ II. BASSO LACRIME FLow teares from your springs Ex I ld for e uer let me mourne wher Down lights shine no more no night is dark enough for those that nights black bird hir sad in fa my sings ther let me liue forlorne in dis pair their fortunes de-plore light doth but shame disclose Ne uer may my vvoes my vvoes be re lie ued since pitt'is fled and teares

and From the high-est spire high'st spire of contentment my fortunes throwne and feare and sighes and grones my vvea-ry dayes ij all ioyes haue depriued Harke that in griefe and paine for my de serts ij are hopes hope is gone darkenesse dwel learne to contemne light Happy ij they that in hell feele not the worlds despite III. CANTO SOrrow sorrowstay lend true repentant teares to a woefull ij wretch-ed wight hence ij dis paire with thy tor menting feares doe not O doe not my heart poore heart affright pitty ij ij ij ij ij help now or neuer mark me not to endlesse paine ij a las I am cōdempne'd ij I am condempned e-uer nohope no help ther doth re maine but downe down down down I fall ij downe ☞ ☞ ☞ and a-rise ij I ne uer shall but downe downe downe ☞ downe I fall ij downe and a rise ij I ne uer shall III. BASSO SOrrow sorrow stay lend true repentant teares lend true repentant repentant teares to a woefull wofull wretched wight Hence hence dispaire with thy tormenting feares ij Oh do not my poore hart my poore hart affright Pittie pittie help now or neuer marke mee not to endlesse paine ij alasse I am condemned condemned euer ij I am condem'd euer no hope no help ther doth remaine but downe d. d. d. d. I fall but downe d. d. d. d. d. I fall downe arise downe and a rise a rise I never shall but downe d. d. d. d. I fall but downe d. d. d. d. d. I fall downe arise downe a rise a rise arise ij ij ij I. neuer shall IIII. CANTO DYe not bee fore thy day poore poore man condemned But life thy low lookes ij from the humble earth Kisse not dispaire see sweet hope con temned The hag hath no delight but mone but mone for mirth O fye poore fond ling ij fie fie be willing to pre serue thy self from killing Hope thy keeper glad to free thee Bids thee goe and will not see thee ☞ ☞ ☞ hye thee quickly from thy wrong so shee endes hir willing song ☞ IIII. BASSO DYe not before thy day poore man condén'd but lift thy low looks ij thy lookes from t'humble earth kisse not dispaire see sweet hope cótemned The hag hath no delight but mone but mone for mirth O fye O fye fye poore fondling fye fye be vvilling to preserue thy selfe frō killing Hope hope thy keeper is glad for to free thee and bids thee goe and vvill not see thee hye thee quickly from thy wrong so shee endes hir vvilling song V CANTO MOurne mourne day is with darknesse fled what heauen then go-uernes earth ô none but hell in heauens stead choaks with his mistes our mirth Mourne mourne looke now for no more day nor night but that from hell Then all must as they may in darkenesse learne to dwell But yet this change must needes change our delight that thus the Sunne ij the Sun should harbour with the night V. BASSO MOurne daies with darknesse fled What heauen then gouernes earth O none but hell in heauens stead Chokes with his mists our mirth Mourne looke now for no more day nor night but that from hell Then all must as they may In darknesse learne to dwell But yet this change this change must change must change delight That thus the Sunne should harbour with the night VI. CANTO TImes eldest sonne olde age the heyre of ease Strēgths foe loues woe and foster to deuotion bids gallant youths in marshall prowes please as for himselfe hee hath no earth-ly motion But thinks sighes teares vowes praiers and sa cri-fi-ces As good as showes maskes iustes or tilt de ui-ses But thinckes ¶ First part VI. BASSO TImes eldest sonne olde age olde age the heire of ease strengthes foe loues woe and foster to deuotion Bids gallant youthes in martial prowes please as for him selse he hath no earthly motion but thincks but thincks sighes teares vowes prayers and sacrifices as good as shewes masks Iusts or Tilt deuises But thincks VII CANTO Second part THen sit thee downe and say thy Nune Demittis with De profundis Credo and Te Deum Chant Mise-re-re for what now so fit is as that or this Para-tum est cor meum O that thy Saint would take in worth thy hart thou canst not please hir with a better part O that thy VII BASSO Second part THen sit thee downe and say thy Nunc de-mittis vvith De profundis Credo and Te deum chant Mi-serere for vvhat novv so fit is as that or this Paratum est cor meum O that thy Saint vvould take in vvorth thy heart thou canst not please hir vvith a better part O that thy VIII CANTO Third part WHen others sings Venite exultemus stand by and turne to Noli emulari For quare fremu e-runt vse oremus Viuat E li-za Vi uat E li za Foran aue mari and teach those swains that liues about thy cell to say A men A men when thou dost pray so well Heere endeth the Songs of two parts VIII BASSO Third part WHen others sings Venite venite exul temus stand by and turne to noli to noli emu-lari for quare fremuerunt vse Oremus Vi uat E li za Vi uat E li za for an Aue Mari and teach those swaines that liues a bout thy cell to sing A men A men vvhen thou doest pray so vvell Heere endeth the songs of two parts IX CANTO PRaise blindnesseeies for see ing is deceit Bee dumbe vaine tongue words are but flattering windes breake hart bleed for ther is no re-ceit to purge in-constancy from most mens Lenuoy mindes And so I wackt amazd and could not moue I know my dreame was Lenuoy true and yet I loue And if thine eares false Haralds to thy hart Conuey into thy head hopes to obtaine Then tell thy hearing thou art deafe by art Now loue is art that wonted to be plaine Now none is bald except they see his braines Affection is not knowne till one be dead Reward for loue are labours for his paines Loues quiuer made of gold his shafts of leade And so I wackt c. IX ALTO PRaise blindnesse eyes for seeing is deceit be dumbe vaine tonge words are but flattering windes Lenuoy breake hart bleed for there is no receit to purge inconstancy from most mens mindes And so I wackt amazed and could not moue I know my dreame was true and yet I loue IX BASSO PRaise blindnesse eyes for seeing is deceit be dumbe vaine tonge words are but flattering wyndes break hart and bleed for there is no receit Lenuoy to purge inconstancie from most mens myndes And so I wackt a maz'd and could not moue I know my dreame was true and yet I loue IX TENORE PRaise blindnesse eyes for seeing is deceit be dumbe vaine tonge words are but flattering windes Lenuoy breake hart bleed for ther is no receit to purge inconstancy frō most mens mindes And