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LYRICS

FROM THE SONG- BOOKS OF THE

ELIZABETHAN AGE:
EDITED BY
A.H. BULLEN.
LONDON:
JOHN C. NIMMO,
14, KING WILLIAM STREET, STRAND, W.C.
1887.
[ Pg iv]
CHISWICK PRESS:¡ªC. WHITTINGHAM AND CO., TOOKS COURT,
CHANCERY LANE.
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In the merry month of May (Este) 57
Inconstant Laura makes me death to crave (Greaves) 58
Injurious hours, whilst any joy doth bless me (Lichfild) 59
Is Love a boy,¡ªwhat means he then to strike (Byrd) 59
It was the frog in the well (Melismata) 60


Jack and Joan they think no ill (Campion) 61


Kind are her answers (Campion) 62
Kind in unkindness, when will you relent (Campion and Rosseter) 63


Lady, the birds right fairly (Weelkes) 64
Lady, the melting crystal of your eye (Greaves) 64
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting (Wilbye) 65
Let not Chloris think, because (Danyel) 66
Let not the sluggish sleep (Byrd) 67
[ Pg xxvi] Let us in a lovers¡¯ round (Mason and Earsden) 67
Like two proud armies marching in the field (Weelkes) 68
Lo! country sport that seldom fades (Weelkes) 68
Lo! when back mine eye (Campion) 68
Long have I lived in Court (Maynard) 69
Love is a bable (Jones) 70
Love not me for comely grace (Wilbye) 71
Love¡¯s god is a boy (Jones) 72
Love winged my hopes and taught me how to fly (Jones) 73


¡°Maids are simple,¡± some men say (Campion) 74
Maids to bed and cover coal (Melismata) 74
More than most fair, full of all heavenly fire (Peerson) 75
Mother, I will have a husband (Vautor) 75
My hope a counsel with my heart (Este) 76
My love bound me with a kiss (Jones) 77
My love is neither young nor old (Jones) 78
My mind to me a kingdom is (Byrd) 78
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares (Mundy) 80
My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love (Campion) 80
My Thoughts are winged with Hopes, my Hopes with Love (John
Dowland) 81


Never love unless you can (Campion) 82
Now each creature joys the other (Farmer) 83
Now every tree renews his summer¡¯s green (Weelkes) 83
Now God be with old Simeon (Pammelia) 83
Now have I learn¡¯d with much ado at last (Jones) 84
Now I see thy looks were feign£¿d (Ford) 85
Now is my Chloris fresh as May (Weelkes) 86
Now is the month of maying (Morley) 87
Now let her change! and spare not (Campion) 87
Now let us make a merry greeting (Weelkes) 88
Now what is love, I pray thee tell (Jones) 89
Now winter nights enlarge (Campion) 90
O say, dear life, when shall these twin- born berries (Ward) 91
O stay, sweet love; see here the place of sporting (Farmer) 91
O sweet, alas, what say you (Morley) 92
[ Pg xxvii] O sweet delight, O more than human bliss (Campion) 92
Oft have I mused the cause to find (Jones) 93
On a time the amorous Silvy (Attye) 94
Once did I love and yet I live (Jones) 95
Once I thought to die for love (Youll) 95
Our country swains in the morris dance (Weelkes) 96


Pierce did love fair Petronel (Farnaby) 96
Pour forth, mine eyes, the fountains of your tears (Pilkington) 97


Robin is a lovely lad (Mason and Earsden) 97
Round- a, round- a, keep your ring (Ravenscroft) 98


See, see, mine own sweet jewel (Morley) 98
Shall a frown or angry eye (Corkine) 99
Shall I abide this jesting (Alison) 99
Shall I come, sweet Love, to thee (Campion) 100
Shall I look to ease my grief (Jones) 100
She whose matchless beauty staineth (Jones) 101
Shoot, false Love! I care not (Morley) 103
Silly boy! ¡¯tis full moon yet, thy night as day shines clearly (Campion) 104
Simkin said that Sis was fair (Farnaby) 105