CANTVS.THE FIRST SET …

CANTVS.

THE FIRST SET OF MADRIGALS AND PASTORALS of 3.4 and 5. Parts.

NEWLY COMPOSED by FRANCIS PILKINGTON, Bat­chelor of Musicke and Lutenist; and one of the Cathedrall Church of Christ and blessed Mary the Virgin in Chester.

LONDON: Printed for M. L. I. B. and T. S. the Assignes of W. Barley. 1614.

TO THE RIGHT VVORshipfull, Sir Thomas Smith of Hough, in the Countie of Chester, Knight; Francis Pilkington Batchelor of Musicke, and Lutenist, wisheth all happines in this life, and eternall felicity in the life to come.

RIght Worshipfull, there is held an infallible opinion, that the sacred Art of Musicke (being chiefly illustrated by Voyces) not­withstanding all Artists, in respect of the compasse and quality of voyces and instruments, doe limit it within scales and other certaine dimensions, is in it owne nature INFINITE; reach­ing from the base Earth (being as it were the GAM-VT or ground) to the highest E. LA. of the incomprehensible hea­uens: For demonstration whereof, GOD to his great Glory, doth diuersly and wonderfully enable his creatures thereunto, teaching man vpon earth, not onely in mellifluous Notes to chant; but also vpon variety of Instruments sweetly to expresse the hidden secrets of that sacred Science, & not leauing the vast Ayre empty of his glory; he instructeth the early Larke to warble forth his prayse; who, (as some hould) learneth his layes from the musicall motions of the heauen­ly Spheares, and from thence to transcend vp to the seate of the most highest, the elected Saints and Angels doe in heauenly Himmes, sing perpetually Te deum to the holy Trinitie, sitting on the Throne of most Maiesticke glorie.

In which quality of Musicke (Right worshipfull) hauing spent a great part of my time, I haue now (after some others) of late produced this small peece of worke; which albeit for the insufficiency thereof, I doe hold to be too vnworthie to be presented to your Worship, yet in regarde of the many and manifold fauors, which I haue receiued at your hands, and your exquisit skill, both in the Theorique and Practique of that excellent Art; I doe presume to tender it to your Patronage and protection, chusing rather to be censured for ouer-boldnesse, then to be taxed with ingratitude or forgetfulnesse. And so humbly desiring your Worship to ac­cept of this, and to shield it from all pragmaticall and stigmaticall detractors; vn­till my best skill and endeauour, shall incite my weake Muse to performe some worke of better worth, I craue pardon for my bouldnesse, and commit your Wor­ship and the good Lady your wife, to the blessed tuition of the GOD of Israell.

From my mansion in the Monastery of Chester the 25. day of September 1612.
Your worships in all obseruancy Francis Pilkington.

THE TABLE.

Of 3. Ʋoyces.
  • SEe where my loue. I
  • I follow loe the footing. II
  • Poure forth mine eyes. III
  • Stay Nimph. IIII
  • Dorus a silly Shepheard. V
  • Is this thy doome? VI
Of 4. Ʋoyces.
  • A Mintas with his. VII
  • Heere rest. VIII
  • Why should I grieue. IX
  • The messenger of the. X
  • Haue I found her? XI
  • What though her frownes? XII
  • Loue is a secret feeding fire. XIII
  • Why doe I fret? XIIII
  • All in a caue. XV
Of 5. Voyces.
  • SIng, we dance. XVI
  • Vnder the tops. XVII
  • Sweet Phillida. XVIII
  • My heart is dead. XIX
  • No, no, no. XX
  • When Oriana. XXI
  • Now I see. XXII
FINIS.

Of 3. Voc.

CANTVS.

I.

[...]SEe where my loue a Maying goes, with sweet Dame Flo- ra sporting, sporting, She most alone with Nightingales, she most alone, she most alone with Nightingales, in woods delights con- sorting, in, &c. Turne a- gaine, Turne againe my dearest, The pleasanst ayre's in meadows, Els by the riuers let vs breathe, and kisse, and kisse amongst the wil- lowes.

II.

[...]I Follow loe the footing, the footing, I follow loe the foo-ting, still of my louely cruell, Proud of her selfe, that she is beauties iewell, And fast away she flyeth, Loues sweet delight deriding, In woods and groues, sweet Natures treasure hy- ding, Yet cease I not pursuing, But since I thus haue sought her, I &c, Will run me out of breath, Till I haue caught her. Yet cease I not pursuing, But since I thus haue sought her, Will runne me out of breath, till I haue caught her.

III.

[...]POure forth mine eyes, forth mine eyes the fountaines of your teares, Breake hart, breake hart and dye, Breake hart and dye, and dye, for now no hope appeares, Hope vpon which, vpon which, before my thoughts were fed, Hath left me quite for- lorne, quite forlorne, and from me, from me fled, Yet see she smiles, O see, O see some hope apperes, Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares. Yet see she smiles, O see, O see some hope apperes, Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares.

IIII.

[...]STay Nimph, O stay, the ground seekes but to kisse thy feet, Harke, harke, harke how Philomela sweetly sings, how Philo- mela, sweetly sings, Whilst wanton, wanton, wanton fishes as they meete, wanton fishes as they meete, strike crochet, crochet time, a- midst these christall springs, And Zephirus mongst the leaues, the leaues, sweet murmu- rings, Stay but a while, Phoebe no tel- tale is, She her Endimion, Ile my Phoebe kisse, Ile my Phoe- be kisse.

V.

[...] DOrus a seely shepherd swaine, whilst he his flocke was keeping, Vpon the vast, vpon the vast Arcadian plaine, found Amo- ret -ta sleeping, And fearing least she had beene slaine, she had beene slaine, his eyes burst forth a weeping, Yet feeling her pure pulses beate, her pure pulses beate, not minding to molest her, He view'd her most ad-mi- red parts, admired parts, and so most kindely kist her.

VI.

[...]IS this thy doome, and shall thy shepherd dye? Wound- ed with Loue, stab'd with af- fect'ons eye, Say then sweet Saint, what breast shall be thy shrine, thy shrine? When thou hast slaine the hart, hast slaine the hart that erst was thine, Pitty, O pitty, O pit- ty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say to me, kinde shepherd liue. Pitty, O pitty, O pit- ty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say to me, kinde shepherd liue.

Heere endeth the three Parts.

Of 4. Voc.

CANTVS.

VII.

[...] AMintas with his Phillis faire, in height of summers Sunne, Graz'd arme in arme, their snowie flocke and scorching heate, scorching heate to shunne, Vnder a spreading Elme sat downe, Where loues delightments done, Downe, d. d. d. d. d. dil- lie, Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, to shepherds Cels, No hell to Princely Bow'rs. Downe, d. d. d. d. d. dil- lie, Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, to shepherds Cels, No hell to Princely Bow'rs.

VIII.

[...]HEere rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting? hasting, To fry in pangs and torments, euerlasting, euerlasting, Here rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting? hasting, to fry in pangs and torments, euerlasting, euerlasting, And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, Her eye the flame, but my hart lends the fuell, my, &c. And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, Her eye the flame, but my hart lends the fuell. my, &c. but, &c. [Page]

IX.

[...]WHy should I grieue, Why should I grieue, that she disdaines, disdaines my loue? Or seeke for loue, since lou's a griefe? since loue, since lou's a griefe? A no- ble minde, his tortures ill behoue, He spoiles, thrals, murthers like a theefe, like a theefe, Debarring beauties barre, all lou'd reliefe. He spoiles, thrals, murthers like a theefe, like a theefe, Debarring beauties barre, all lou'd reliefe, all lou'd reliefe.

X.

[...]THe messenger of the delightfull spring the Cuckoe, Cuckoe, proud bird mocking man, On lofty Okes and eu'ry vnder spring, to chant out cuckow, cuckow scarse began, When as Menalcas soote as swanne, soote as swanne, his winter cloake cast off, did nimbly, nimbly spring, did spring, And as the Cuckoe, cuck did sing, The shepherds downe, downe a downe a downe, The shepherds downe, downe a downe a downe, was farra diddle diddle dan, was far- ra diddle dan, The shepherds downe, downe a downe a downe, [Page] downe a downe a downe, the, &c. was farra diddle diddle dan, was far- ra diddle dan.

XI.

[...]HAue I found her? Oh rich finding, haue I found her? oh rich finding, oh rich find- ing, Goddesse like for to behold, her faire tresses seeme- ly binding, In a chaine of Pearle and Gold, Pearle and Gold, In a chaine of Gold, In a Chaine of Pearle and Gold. Chaine me, chaine me, O most faire, Chaine mee to thee with that haire. Chaine mee, Chaine me O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire.

XII.

[...]WHat though her frownes, what though her frownes, and hard in- treaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, affect her, affect her still, What though her frownes, What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, affect her, affect her still, Still will I loue her beautie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, [Page] at her beauties morne, her beauties morne. Still will I loue her beautie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, loue her for beautie, at her beauties morne. at her beauties morne, at her beauties morne, at her beauties morne, her beauties morne.

XIII.

[...]LOue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret fee- ding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, Life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, Loue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret fee-ding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, And yet in me, he contradicts, he, &c. hee contradicts all these his sacred, sacred Graces, Sea [...]es vp my lips, my eyes, my life, and from me euer flying, [Page] and from me euer flying, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes vntract, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dis-paire, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, Curse loue and all faire faces. Leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes vntract, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dis-paire, where in dispaire I beautie curse, Curse Loue and all faire faces.

XIIII.

[...]WHy doe I fret and grieue, since she denies, she denies, and will no comfort giue? Oh fatall foule decree, she stops her eares, she stops her eares, and smiles at my com- plaint, complaint, and, &c. whilst wounded with disdaine, with disdaine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, And yet it will not be, O bitter, bit- ter paine, O bit- ter, bitter paine, Whil'st wounded with disdaine, with dis- daine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, And yet it will not be, and yet it will not be, O bitter, bit- ter paine, O bit- ter bitter paine.

XV.

[...]ALl in a caue a shepheards lad met wanton Thesti-lis, met, &c. Where he vnskil'd in better sports, beg'd onely for a kisse, beg'd, &c, a kisse, a kisse, Alas, a- las, quoth she, and take thee this, and this, and, &c. this and this, and, But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue, a more contented sweet? a, &c. Oh no he said, no he said, for in a kisse our soules together meete. But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue, a more con- tented sweet? Oh no he said, no he said. for in a kisse our soules together meete.

Heere endeth the foure Parts.

Of 5. Voc.

CANTVS.

XVI.

[...]SIng we, dance we ore the greene, and fill these vallies, with our me- lodious straines, and fill these vallies, fill, &c with, &c. for ioy that our Summers Queene, that, &c. for, &c. that, &c. for, &c. enuironed, with all the country swaines, Fairely trips it ore the plaines, fairely, &c. let vs about, these Daf-fadillies sweet, Tread a ring dance with our feete, Let vs a- bout, these daf- fadillies sweet, Tread a ring dance with our feete. Tread a ring dance with our feete.

XVII.

[...]VNder the tops of He- licon, Vnder the tops of Helicon, Not farre from Parnasse stately towers, state: not farre from Parnasse stately, stately towers, Springs forth the fountaine Hippocrene, the fountaine Hippocrene, springs, &c. With bankes be- set with fragrant flowers, The hill is it, my Muses vse, is, &c. The hill is it my Muses vse, my muses vse, The fountaine which my ha [...]t doth chuse. The hill is it, The, &c. is it my Muses vse, The hill is it my Muses vse, my Muses vse. The fountaine which my heart doth chuse.

XVIII.

[...]SWeet Phillida, Philli- da my flockes as white and pure as snowie downe, my my flocks as white and pure, my fit mourning for thy sake, fit, &c. for, &c. Come when thou wilt I neuer meane to frowne, Thy loue I will pertake, will pertake, thy, I, thy, Come quickly, come, come, come, I sigh, I sigh, for thee my deerest sweet, Ile turne my flocks away, And with them Ile not stay, So thee and I most louingly, so, &c. in loue each other meete. in loue each other meete.

XIX.

[...]MY hart is dead within me, For that my loue forsakes me, Yet why should I, yet, shed tears, shed tears in vaine? yet why shold I shed tears in vaine? shed, yet, &c. shed, &c. She wil not once respect my paine, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, in hope to cast, a better chance, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, I therefore will ioy, I therfore will ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, In, a better chance.

XX.

[...]NO no no no no no no no no no no no no no no, it will not be, no no no it will not be, Your labour is in vaine, I stay you not, but set you free, Why doe you then complaine, And waile conceited wrongs? conceited wrongs, as done to, No no no no no no no no no no, I tell you once againe, you haue your trauell for your paine, for your paine, No no no no no no no no no no no no no it will not be, no no no no it will not be, no no no no no it will not be. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no it will not be, no no no no it will not be, no no no no no it will not be.

XXI.

[...]WHen O-ri-a-na walkt to take the aire, the world did striue, to entertaine so faire, By Flora faire, and sweetest flowers, by, &c. were strone, by, &c. sweetest flowers were strone, Along the way, a- long the way, for her to tread vpon, The trees did blos- some, the siluer riuers ran, The winde did gently play vpon her fan, And then for to delight her Graces eare, The woods a Temple seem'd the &c. the Birds a Quire. Then sang the shepherds and Nimphs of Diana, in heau'n liues O-ri-a-na. in: O-ri-a-na.

XXII.

[...]NOw I see thou flowtest me, and disdaines the gifts I offer thee, I offer thee, Then since thou scornes to accept it, On Cloris head Ile set it, on, For her Ile gather daintie poses, of Gilliflowers and purple Roses, of, &c. purple roses, of, &c purple Roses. With her on ech holy- day, with, &c. holy-day, Ile dance the merry merry roundelay, rounde rounde-lay, And this I know will moue thee, and, To say I doe not loue thee. With her, &c.

FINIS.
ALTVS.THE FIRST SET …

ALTVS.

THE FIRST SET OF MADRIGALS AND PASTORALS of 3.4. and 5. Parts.

NEWLY COMPOSED by FRANCIS PILKINGTON, Bat­chelor of Musicke and Lutenist, and one of the Cathedrall Church of Christ and blessed Mary the Virgin in Chester.

LONDON: Printed for M. L. I. B. and T. S. the Assignes of W. Barley. 1613.

TO THE RIGHT VVORshipfull, Sir Thomas Smith of Hough, in the Countie of Chester, Knight; Francis Pilkington Batchelor of Musicke, and Lutenist, wisheth all happines in this life, and eternall felicity in the life to come.

RIght Worshipfull, there is held an infallible opinion, that the sacred Art of Musicke (being chiefly illustrated by Voyces) not­withstanding all Artists, in respect of the compasse and quality of voyces and instruments, doe limit it within scales and other certaine dimensions, is in it owne nature INFINITE; reach­ing from the base Earth (being as it were the GAM-VT or ground) to the highest E. LA. of the incomprehensible hea­uens: For demonstration whereof, GOD to his great Glory, doth diuersly and wonderfully enable his creatures thereunto, teaching man vpon earth, not onely in mellifluous Notes to chant; but also vpon variety of Instruments sweetly to expresse the hidden secrets of that sacred Science, & not leauing the vast Ayre empty of his glory; he instructeth the early Larke to warble forth his prayse; who, (as somehould) learneth his layes from the musicall motions of the heauen­ly Spheares, and from thence to transcend vp to the seate of the most highest, the elected Saints and Angels doe in heauenly Himmes, sing perpetually Te deum to the holy Trinitie, sitting on the Throne of most Maiesticke glorie.

In which quality of Musicke (Right worshipfull) hauing spent a great part of my time, I haue now (after some others) of late produced this small peece of worke; which albeit for the insufficiency thereof, I doe hold to be too vnworthie to be presented to your Worship, yet in regarde of the many and manifold fauors, which I haue receiued at your hands, and your exquisit skill, both in the Theorique and Practique of that excellent Art; I doe presume to tender it to your Patronage and protection, chusing rather to be censured for ouer-boldnesse, then to be taxed with ingratitude or forgetfulnesse. And so humbly desiring your Worship to ac­cept of this, and to shield it from all pragmaticall and stigmaticall detractors; vn­till my best skill and endeauour, shall incite my weake Muse to performe some worke of better worth, I craue pardon for my bouldnesse, and commit your Wor­ship and the good Lady your wife, to the blessed tuition of the GOD of Israell.

From my mansion in the Monastery of Chester the [...] day of [...] 1612.
Your worships in all obseruancy Francis Pilkington.

THE TABLE.

Of 3. Ʋoyces.
SEe where my loue.
I
I follow loe the footing.
II
Poure forth mine eyes.
III
Stay Nimph.
IIII
Dorus a silly Shepheard.
V
Is this thy doome?
VI
Of 4. Ʋoyces.
A Mintas with his.
VII
Heere rest.
VIII
Why should I grieue.
IX
The messenger of the.
X
Haue I found her?
XI
What though her frownes?
XII
Loue is a secret feeding fire.
XIII
Why doe I fret?
XIIII
All in a caue.
XV
Of 5. Voyces.
SIng, we dance.
XV
Vnder the tops.
XVII
Sweet Phillida.
XVIII
My heart is dead.
XIX
No, no, no.
XX
When Oriana.
XXI
Now I see.
XXII
FINIS.

Of 3. Voc.

ALTVS.

I.

[...]SEe where my loue a Maying goes, with sweet Dame Flo- ra sporting, sporting, She most alone with Nightingales, most alone with Nightingales, Nightingales, in woods delights con- sorting, Turne a- gaine, Turne a- gaine my dearest, The plea- sanst ayre's in meadows, Els. by the riuers let vs breathe, let, &c. and kisse, and kisse, and kisse amongst the willowes. the wil- lowes.

II.

[...]I Follow loe the footing, still of my louely cru- ell, Proud of her selfe, that she is beauties iew- ell, And fast away she flyeth, Loues sweet delight de- riding, In woods and groues, sweet Natures treasure hyding, Yet cease I not pur-suing, pursuing, but since I thus haue sought her, Will run me out of breath, Till I haue caught her. Yet cease I not pur- suing, pursuing, but since I thus haue sought her, Will run me out of breath, till I haue caught her.

III.

[...]POure forth mine eyes, the fountaines of your teares, Breake hart, break hart & dye, Breake hart, break hart and dye, for now no hope appeares, Hope vpon which, vp- on which before my thoughts were fed, Hath left me quite forlorne, and from me, from me fled, Yet see she smiles, O see some hope apperes, O see some hope, some hope ap- peares, Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares. Yet see she smiles, O see some hope apperes, O see some hope, some hope ap- peares, Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares.

IIII.

[...]STay Nimph, O stay, the ground seekes but to kisse thy feet, Harke, harke, harke how Philomela sweetly sings, sweetly, sweetly sings, Whilst wanton, wanton, wanton fishes as they meete, wanton fishes as they meete, Whilst wanton, wanton fishes as they meete, strike crochet, crochet time, crochet time, amidst these christall springs, And Zephirus mongst the leaues sweet murmu- rings, Stay but a while, Phoebe no teltale is, no teltale is, She her Endimi- on, her Endimion, Ile my Phoebe kisse,

V.

[...] DOrus a see- ly shepherds swaine, whilst he his flocke was keeping, Vpon the vast Arcadian plaine, Ar- ca- dian plaine found A- moretta sleeping, Amoretta sleeping, And fearing least she had beene slaine, his eyes burst forth a weeping, a weeping, Yet feeling her pure pulses beate, not minding to molest her, He view'd her most admired, mired parts, and so most kindely, kindely kist her.

VI.

[...]IS this thy doome, and shall thy shepherd dye? Wound- ed with Loue, stab'd with af- fect'ons eye, Say then sweet Saint, what breast shall be thy shrine? When thou hast slaine the hart, hast slaine the hart, that erst was thine, Pitty, O pitty, pitty O pitty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say to me, and sweetly say to me kinde shep- herd liue. Pitty, O pitty, pitty O pit- ty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say to me, and sweetly say to me kinde shep- herd liue.

Heere endeth the three Parts.

Of 4. Voc.

ALTVS.

VII.

[...] AMintas with his Phillis faire, his Phillis faire, in height of sum- mers Sunne, of summers Sunne, in, &c. Graz'd arme in arme, their snowie flocke and scorching heate to shunne, Vnder a spreading Elme sat downe, Where loues delightments done, Downe, d. d. d. d. d. dillie, downe, Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, no, &c. No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, No hell to Prince- ly Bow'rs. Downe, d. d. d. d. d. dillie, downe, Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, no, &c. No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, No hell to Prince- ly Bow'rs.

VIII.

[...]HEere rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting, hasting, To fry in pangs and torments, euerlast- ing? Here rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting, hasting, To fry in pangs and torments, euer- last- ing? And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, is, &c Her eye the flame, but my hart lends the fuell, And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, is, &c. Her eye the flame, but my hart lends the fuell. [Page] but my hart lends the fuell.

IX.

[...]WHy should I grieue, Why should I grieue, that she disdaines my loue? Or seeke for loue, since lou's a griefe? A noble minde, his tortures ill be- houe, He spoiles, thrals, murthers like a theefe, like a theefe, Debarring beauties barre, all lou'd, all lou'd reliefe. He spoiles, thrals, murthers like a theefe, like a theefe, Debarring beauties barre, all lou'd all lou'd reliefe.

X.

[...]THe messenger of the delightfull spring, the Cuckoe, proud bird mocking man, On lofty Okes and eu'ry vnder spring, and, &c. to chant out cuckow, cuckow scarse began, When as Menalcas soote as swan, his winter cloake cast off, did nimbly, nimbly, nimbly spring, did nimbly, nimbly, nimbly spring, And as the Cu [...]koe, the cuckoc cuck did sing, The shepherds downe a downe a downe, d. &c. downe a d. d. a downe, downe a downe, d. The shepherds downe a downe was farra diddle dan dan, was farra diddle dan, was farra diddle dan, The shep- [Page] herds d. a d. a d, d. &c. d. a d. d. a d. d. a d. d. The shepherds downe a downe was far-ra diddle dan dan, was &c. was farra diddle dan.

XI.

[...]HAue I: O rich finding, haue I found her? haue I found her? O rich finding, Goddesse like for to behold, for to be- hold, her faire tresses seemely binding, seeme- ly binding, In a chaine of Pearle and Gold, Chaine me, chaine me, O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire. Chaine me, Chaine me O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire.

XII.

[...]WHat though her frownes, what though her frownes, and hard in- treaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill? VVhat though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill, I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, affect her still▪ What though her frownes, What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, affect her still, Still will I loue her beautie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, [Page] at her beauties morne, beauties morne, at her beauties morne▪ Still will I loue her beautie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, loue her for beautie, at her beauties morne. beauties morne, at her beauties morne,

XIII.

[...]LOue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, a secret feeding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, Life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, Loue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, a secret feeding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, And yet in me, he contradicts, hee contradicts all these his sacred Graces, Seares vp my lips, my lips, mine eyes, my life, and from me euer flying, and from me euer flying, leades me [Page] in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes vntract, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, Where in dispaire, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, Curse loue and all faire fa- ces. Leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes vntract, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dispaire I beautie curse, where in dispaire, Where in despaire I beauty curse, Curse Loue and all faire fa- ces.

XIIII.

[...]WHy doe I fret and grieue, fret and grieue, since she denies, and will no comfort giue? Oh fatall foule decree, she stops her eares, she stops her eares, and smiles at my complaint, whilst wounded with disdaine, with disdaine, disdaine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, And yet it will not be, it will not be, O bitter bitter paine bitter bitter paine, O bit- ter paine, Whil'st wounded with disdaine, with disdaine, disdaine I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, And yet it will not be, O bitter, bitter paine, bitter bitter paine, O bit- ter paine.

XV.

[...]ALl in a caue a shepheards lad met wanton The- stilis, met, &c. Where he vnskil'd in better sports, better sports, beg'd onely for a kisse, beg'd, &c. a kisse, a kisse, A- las, a- las, quoth she, and take thee this, and this, and, &c. this and this, But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue a more con- tented sweet? a, &c. O no he said, oh no, he said, for in a kisse our soules to- ge- ther meete. But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue, a more contented sweet? a, &c. O no he said, oh no, he said. for in a kisse our soules to- ge- ther meete.

Heere endeth the foure Parts.

Of 5. Voc.

ALTVS.

XVI.

[...]SIng we, dance we on the greene, and fill these vallies, and fill these vallies with our melodious straines, and fill these vallies, vallies, and fill these vallies with our melodious straines, for ioy that our summers Queene, for, &c. our summers Queene, en-uironed with all the country swaines, Fairely trips it ore the plaines, let vs about, these daffadillies sweet, about these daffadillies sweet, Tread a ring, dance with our feete, Let vs about, these daffadillies sweet, about these daffadillies sweet, Tread a ring, dance with our feete. Tread a ring, dance with our feete.

XVII.

[...]VNder the tops of Heli- con, Vnder the tops of Heli-heli- con, Not farre from Parnasse stately towers, not farre from Parnasse, not farre from Parnasse stately towers, Springs forth the fountaine Hippocrene, Hippocrene, With bankes beset with fragrant flowers, The hill is it my Muses vse, my, &c. The hill is it my muses vse, my muses vse, The fountaine which my hart doth chuse. The hill is it my Muses vse, my, &c. The hill is it my Muses vse, my muses vse, The fountaine which my heart doth chuse.

XVIII.

[...]SWeet Phillida, my flockes as white and pure as snowie snowie downe, my flocks as white and pure, my flocks as white and pure as snowie downe, fit mourning for thy sake, for thy sake, fit, &c. Come when thou wilt I neuer meane to frowne, Thy loue I will pertake, Come quickly, come come, I sigh, for thee my deerest sweet, Ile turne my flocks away, And with them Ile not stay, So thee and I most louingly, so, &c. so thee and I in loue ech other meete. in loue each other meete.

XIX.

[...]MY hart is dead, my hart is dead within me, my hart is dead within me, For that my loue forsakes me, Yet why should I, yet why should I shed teares in vaine? shed teares in vaine, Yet, &c. shed, &c. She wil not once respect my paine, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, in hope to cast a bet- ter better chance, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, ioy, sing and dance. In hope to cast a better chance, In hope to cast a bet- ter better chance.

XX.

[...]NO no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no, it will not be, no no no no no no it will not be, Your labour is in vaine, I stay you not, but set you free, Why doe you then complaine, And waile conceited wrongs? as done to me, conceited, &c. No, &c. no no no no no no, I tell you once againe, you haue your trauell for your paine for: no no, &c. it will not be, no, &c. no no it will not be, it will not be. No no no no no no no no, no no no no no it will not be, no no no no it will not be, no no it will not be, it will not be.

XXI.

[...]WHen O-ri-a-na walkt to take the aire, the world did striue, to entertaine so faire, By Flora faire, and sweetest flowers were strone, by, &c. sweetest flowers were strone, Along the way for her, for her to tread vpon, to tread vpon, The trees did blossome, the siluer riuers ran, The winde did gently play, did gently play vpon her fan, And then for to delight her Graces eare, The Woods a Temple seem'd the &c. the Birds a Quire. Then sang the shepherds and Nimphs of Diana, in heau'n liues O-riana. liues Ori-ana. in, &c. O-ri-a-na.

XXII.

[...]NOw I see thou flow test me, and disdaines the gifts I offer thee, Then since thou scornes to accept it, On Cloris head Ile set it, on Cloris head Ile set it, For her Ile gather daintie poses, of Gilliflowers and pur- ple Roses, of, &c. purple roses, With her on ech holy, holy- day, with her on ech holy-day, on ech holy, holy-day, Ile dance the merry merry roundelay, the merry roundelay, And this I know will moue thee, To say I doe not loue thee. With her, &c.

FINIS.
TENOR.THE FIRST SET …

TENOR.

THE FIRST SET OF MADRIGALS AND PASTORALS of 3.4. and 5. Parts.

NEWLY COMPOSED by FRANCIS PILKINGTON, Bat­chelor of Musicke and Lutenist, and one of the Cathedrall Church of Christ and blessed Mary the Virgin in Chester.

LONDON: Printed for M. L. I. B. and T. S. the Assignes of W. Barley. 1614.

TO THE RIGHT VVORshipfull, Sir Thomas Smith of Hough, in the Countie of Chester, Knight; Francis Pilkington Batchelor of Musicke, and Lutinest, wisheth all happines in this life, and eternall felicity in the life to come.

RIght Worshipfull, there is held an infallible opinion, that the sacred Art of Musicke (being chiefly illustrated by Voyces) not­withstanding all Artists, in respect of the compasse and quality of voyces and instruments, doe limit it within scales and other certaine dimensions, is in it owne nature INFINITE; reach­ing from the base Earth (being as it were the GAM-VT or ground) to the highest E. LA. of the incomprehensible hea­uens: For demonstration whereof, GOD to his great Glory, doth diuersly and wonderfully enable his creatures thereunto, teaching man vpon earth, not onely in mellifluous Notes to chant; but also vpon variety of Instruments sweetly to expresse the hidden secrets of that sacred Science, & not leauing the vast Ayre empty of his glory; he instructeth the early Larke to warble forth his prayse; who, (as some hould) learneth his layes from the musicall motions of the heauen­ly Spheares, and from thence to transcend vp to the seate of the most highest, the elected Saints and Angels doe in heauenly Himmes, sing perpetually Te deum to the holy Trinitie, sitting on the Throne of most Maiesticke glorie.

In which quality of Musicke (Right worshipfull) hauing spent a great part of my time, I haue now (after some others) of late produced this small peece of worke; which albeit for the insufficiency thereof, I doe hold to be too vnworthie to be presented to your Worship, yet in regarde of the many and manifold fauors, which I haue receiued at your hands, and your exquisit skill, both in the Theorique and Practique of that excellent Art; I doe presume to tender it to your Patronage and protection, chusing rather to be censured for ouer-boldnesse, then to be taxed with ingratitude or forgetfulnesse. And so humbly desiring your Worship to ac­cept of this, and to shield it from all pragmaticall and stigmaticall detractors; vn­till my best skill and endeauour, shall incite my weake Muse to performe some worke of better worth I craue pardon for my bouldnesse, and commit your Wor­ship and the good Lady your wife, to the blessed tuition of the GOD of Israell.

From my mansion in the Monastery of Chester the [...] day of [...] 1612.
Your worships in all obseruancy Francis Pilkington.

THE TABLE.

Of 3. Ʋoyces.
SEe where my loue.
I
I follow loe the footing.
II
Poure forth mine eyes.
III
Stay Nimph.
IIII
Dorus a silly Shepheard.
V
Is this thy doome?
VI
Of 4. Ʋoyces.
AMintas with his.
VII
Heere rest.
VIII
Why should I grieue.
IX
The messenger of the.
X
Haue I found her?
XI
What though her frownes?
XII
Loue is a secret feeding fire.
XIII
Why doe I fret?
XIIII
All in a caue.
XV
Of 5. Voyces.
SIng, we dance.
XVI
Vnder the tops.
XVII
Sweet Phillida.
XVIII
My heart is dead.
XIX
No, no, no.
XX
When Oriana.
XXI
Now I see.
XXII
FINIS.

Of 4. Voc.

TENOR.

VII.

[...] AMintas with his Phillis faire, in height of summers Sunne, of summers Sunne, Graz'd arme in arme, their snowie flocke and scorching heate to shunne, vnder a spreading Elme sate downe, Where loues de- lightments done, downe, downe, downe dillie downe, thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, no life like ours, No heau'n on earth to Shepherds Cels, No hell to Prince- ly Bowers, Downe, downe, downe dillie downe, thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, no life like ours, No heau'n on earth to Shepherds Cels, No hell to Prince- ly bowers.

VIII..

[...]HEere rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting, To fry in pangs, and torments, and torments euerlast-ing? Here rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting, To fry in pangs, and torments, and torments euerlast-ing? And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, is, &c. Her eyes the flame, but my hart lends the fuell, And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, is, &c. her eyes the flame, but my hart lends the fuell. but my hart lends the fuell.

IX.

[...]WHy should I grieue, Why should I grieue, that she disdaines my loue? Or seeke for loue, since lou's a griefe? A noble minde, a noble noble minde, his tortures ill be- houe, He spoiles, thrals, murthers, like a theefe, Debarring beauties, beauties barre, beauties barre, Debarring beau- ties barre, all lou'd reliefe. He spoiles, thrals, murthers, like a theefe, Debarring beauties, beauties barre, beauties barre, debarring beauties barre, all lou'd reliefe, all lou'd re- liefe.

X.

[...]THe messenger of the delightfull spring, the Cuckoe, proud bird mocking man, On lofty Okes and eu'ry vnder spring, and, &c. to chant out cuckow, cuckow scarse began, to, &c. When as Menalcas soote as swan, his winter cloake, his winter cloake cast off, did nimbly, nimbly spring, And as the Cuckoe, cuckoe cuck did sing, cuckoe, cuckoe, cuck did sing, The shepherds downe downe a downe a d. downe d. a d. d. a d. d. downe a d. d. a d. d. The shepherds downe d. a d. d. was farra diddle diddle dan, The shepherds downe d. a d. a d. d. d. a d. d. a d. d. d. a [Page] d. d. a d. d. The shepherds downe d. a d. d. was farra diddle diddle dan.

XI.

[...]HAue I: O rich finding, haue I found her? O rich finding, haue I found her? oh rich finding, Goddesse like for to behold, for to behold, to behold, her faire tres- ses seemely binding, seemely bind- ing, In a chaine of Pearle and Gold, of Pearle and gold, of Pearle and gold, Chaine me, chaine me, O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire. Chaine me, Chaine me O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire.

XII.

[...]WHat though her frownes, what though her frownes, and hard in- treaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill? VVhat though her frownes, What though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, cease to loue, affect her, affect her still, What though her frownes, What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? What though her frownes, What though her frownes and hard intreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, cease to loue, affect her, affect her still, Still will I loue her beautie, hate her [Page] scorne, Loue her for beautie, at her beauties morne, at her beauties morne. Still will I loue her beautie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, at her beauties morne. at her beauties morne, at her beauties morne, at her beauties morne.

XIII.

[...]LOue is a secret feeding fire, a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, a secret feeding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, Life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, Loue is a secret feeding fire, a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, And yet in me, hee contradicts, contradicts, hee contradicts all these his sacred Graces, Seares vp my lips, my eyes, my life, and from me euer flying, euer, &c. euer, &c. [Page] leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes. leades me in paths vntract, vngon, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, Where in dispaire, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, Curse loue and all faire fa- ces. Leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes vntract, vngone, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dispaire I beautie curse, where in dispaire, Where in des- paire I beauty curse, Curse Loue and all faire fa- ces.

XIIII.

[...]WHy doe I fret and grieue, I fret and grieue, fret and grieue, since she denies, and will no comfort giue? Oh fatall foule decree, she stops her eares, and smiles at my complaint, and, &c. whilst wounded with disdaine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, to, &c. And yet it will not be, it will not be, O bit-ter bit-ter paine bitter bitter paine, O bitter paine, Whil'st wounded with disdaine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, to set me free, And yet it will not be, it will not be, O bitter, bit-ter paine, bitter bitter paine, O bitter paine.

XV.

[...]ALl in a caue a shepheards lad met wanton Thestilis, met, &c. Where he vnskil'd in better sports, beg'd onely for a kisse, beg'd, &c. a kisse, a kisse, Alas, alas, quoth she, and take thee this, and this, and, &c. this and this, But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue a more contented sweet? a, &c. O no he said, he said, for in a kisse, in a kisse our soules toge- ther meete. But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue, a more contented sweet? a, &c. O no he said, he said, for in a kisse, in a kisse our soules toge- ther meete.

Heere endeth the foure Parts.

Of 5. Voc.

TENOR.

XVI.

[...]SIng we, dance we on the greene, and fill these vallies, and fill these vallies with our melodious straines, and fill these vallies, with our me- lodious straines, for ioy that our summers Queene, that, &c. for, &c. that, &c. for ioy that our summers, summers Queene en- ui-roned, enui- roned, enui- roned with all the country swaines, Fairely trips it ore the plaines, fairely trips it ore the plaines, let vs about, these daffadillies sweet, these &c. Tread a ring, dance with our feete, Let vs about, these daffadillies sweet, Let vs about these daffadillies sweet, these daffadillies sweet, Tread a ring, dance with our feete.

XVII.

[...]VNder the tops, the tops of Helicon, of, &c. Not farre from Parnasse stately towers, Springs forth the fountaine Hippocrene, fountaine Hippocrene, Springs forth the fountaine Hippocrene, the, &c. With bankes beset with fragrant flowers, The hill is it my Muses vse, my muses vse, The hill is it my muses vse, The fountaine which my hart doth chuse. The hill is it my Muses vse, my muses vse, The hill is it my Muses vse, The fountaine which my heart doth chuse.

XVIII.

[...]SWeet Phil- lida, my flockes as white and pure as snowie downe, my flocks as white and pure, as sno- wie downe, sit mourning for thy sake, for thy sake, sit, &c. thy sake, Come when thou wilt I neuer meane to frowne, Thy loue I will pertake, will pertake, Come quickly, come come, I sigh, for thee my deerest sweet, Ile turne my flocks away, And with them Ile not stay, So thee and I most louingly, louingly, louingly, so, &c. louingly, So thee and I most louingly, ech other meete, other meet, in loue ech other meete.

XIX.

[...]MY hart is dead within me, For that my loue for- sakes me, Yet why should I shed teares in vaine? shed, &c. Yet why should I shed teares in vaine? shed teares in vaine? She will not once respect my paines. I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, I. &c. ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, a bet-ter chance. I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, in hope to cast a better chance, a bet-ter chance.

XX.

[...]NO no no no no no no no no no no no no no, it will not be, Your labour is in vaine, I stay you not, but set you, set you free, but set you free, Why doe you then complaine, & waile con- ceited wrongs? conceited wrongs, conceited wrongs? as done by me, No no no no no no no no no no, I tell you once againe, you haue your tra-uell for your paine, for your paine. No no no no no no no no no no, it wil not be, No no no no no it will not be, No no no no no no no no no no it will not be. No no no no no it will not be.

XXI.

[...]WHen O-ri-ana walkt to take the aire, the world did striue, to entertaine so faire, By Flora faire, and sweetest flowers, sweetest flowers, sweetest flowres were strone, by, &c. sweet: Along the way, for her, for her to tread vpon. The trees did blossome, the siluer riuers ranne, The winde did gently play vpon her fanne, And then for to de- light, to delight her Graces eare, The Woods a Temple seem'd, the Birds a Quire. Then sang the shepherds and Nimphs of Diana, in heau'n, in heau'n liues Oriana. in heau'n liues Ori-a-na.

XXII.

[...]NOw I see thou flowtest me, and disdaines the gifts I offer thee, Then since thou scornes to accept it, On Cloris head Ile set it, on, &c. on Cloris head Ile set it, For her Ile gather daintie poses, of Gilliflowers and purple Roses, of, &c. With her on ech holy-day, On each holy-day, Ile dance the merry merry rounde-lay, roundelay, the merry merry roundelay, And this I know will moue thee, I know will moue thee, To say I doe not loue thee. With her, &c.

FINIS.
QVINTVS.THE FIRST SE …

QVINTVS.

THE FIRST SET OF MADRIGALS AND PASTORALS of 3.4 and 5. Parts.

NEWLY COMPOSED by FRANCIS PILKINGTON, Bat­chelor of Musicke and Lutenist, and one of the Cathedrall Church of Christ and blessed Mary the Virgin in Chester.

LONDON: Printed for M. L. I. B. and T. S. the Assignes of W. Barley. 1613.

TO THE RIGHT VVORshipfull, Sir Thomas Smith of Hough, in the Countie of Chester, Knight; Francis Pilkington Batchelor of Musicke, and Lutenist, wisheth all happines in this life, and eternall felicity in the life to come.

RIght Worshipfull, there is held an infallible opinion, that the sacred Art of Musicke (being chiefly illustrated by Voyces) not­withstanding all Artists, in respect of the compasse and quality of voyces and instruments, doe limit it within scales and other certaine dimensions, is in it owne nature INFINITE; reach­ing from the base Earth (being as it were the GAM-VT or ground) to the highest E. LA. of the incomprehensible hea­uens: For demonstration whereof, GOD to his great Glory, doth diuersly and wonderfully enable his creatures thereunto, teaching man vpon earth, not onely in mellifluous Notes to chant; but also vpon variety of Instruments sweetly to expresse the hidden secrets of that sacred Science, & not leauing the vast Ayre empty of his glory; he instructeth the early Larke to warble forth his prayse; who, (as some hould) learneth his layes from the musicall motions of the heauen­ly Spheares, and from thence to transcend vp to the seate of the most highest, the elected Saints and Angels doe in heauenly Himmes, sing perpetually Te deum to the holy Trinitie, sitting on the Throne of most Maiesticke glorie.

In which quality of Musicke (Right worshipfull) hauing spent a great part of my time, I haue now (after some others) of late produced this small peece of worke; which albeit for the insufficiency thereof, I doe hold to be too vnworthie to be presented to your Worship, yet in regarde of the many and manifold fauors, which I haue receiued at your hands, and your exquisit skill, both in the Theorique and Practique of that excellent Art; I doe presume to tender it to your Patronage and protection, chusing rather to be censured for ouer-boldnesse, then to be taxed with ingratitude or forgetfulnesse. And so humbly desiring your Worship to ac­cept of this, and to shield it from all pragmaticall and stigmaticall detractors; vn­till my best skill and endeauour, shall incite my weake Muse to performe some worke of better worth, I craue pardon for my bouldnesse, and commit your Wor­ship and the good Lady your wife, to the blessed tuition of the GOD of Israell.

From my mansion in the Monastery of Chester the 25. day of September 1612.
Your worships in all obseruancy Francis Pilkington.

THE TABLE.

Of 3. Ʋoyces.
SEe where my loue.
I
I follow loe the footing.
II
Poure forth mine eyes.
III
Stay Nimph.
IIII
Dorus a silly Shepheard.
V
Is this thy doome?
VI
Of 4. Ʋoyces.
AMintas with his.
VII
Heere rest.
VIII
Why should I grieue.
IX
The messenger of the.
X
Haue I found her?
XI
What though her frownes?
XII
Loue is a secret feeding fire.
XIII
Why doe I tret?
XIIII
All in a caue.
XV
Of 5. Voyces.
SIng, we dance.
XV
Vnder the tops.
XVII
Sweet Phillida.
XVIII
My heart is dead.
XIX
No, no, no.
XX
When Oriana.
XXI
Now I see.
XXII
FINIS.

Of 5. Voc.

QVINTVS.

XVI.

[...]SIng we, dance we on the greene, and fill these vallies, with our melodious straines, and fill these vallies, with our melodious straines, for ioy that our summers Queene, that, &c. for, &c. en- uironed, enuironed, with all the country swaines, the country swaines, Fairely trips it ore the plaines, fairely trips it ore the plaines, let vs about, let vs about these daffadillies sweet, daffadillies sweet, Tread a ring, dance with our feete, Let vs about, let vs about these daffadillies sweet, these, &c. daffadillies sweet, Tread a ring, dance with our feete.

XVII.

[...]VNder the tops of Helicon, Heli- con Not farre from Parnasse stately towers, Parnasse stately towers, Springs forth the fountaine Hip- po- crene, the fountaine Hippocrene, the With bankes beset with fragrant flowers, with fragrant flowers, beset, &c. The hill it is my Muses vse, The hill it is my muses vse, my muses vse, The fountaine which my hart doth chuse. The hill it is my Muses vse, The hill it is my Muses vse, my muses vse, The fountaine which my heart doth chuse.

XVIII.

[...]SWeet Phillida, my flockes as white and pure as snowie downe, my flocks as white and pure, my flocks as white and pure as snowie downe, sit mourning for thy sake, thy sake, fit, &c. thy sake, sit, &c. thy sake, Come when thou wilt I neuer meane to frowne, Thy loue I will pertake, pertake, Come quickly, come come, I sigh, for thee my deerest sweet, Ile turne my flocks away, And with them Ile not stay, So thee and I most louingly, so, &c. louingly, louingly, in loue ech other meete.

XIX.

[...]MY hart is dead, my hart is dead within me, within me, my hart is dead within me, is dead within me. For that my loue forsakes me, forsakes me, Yet why should I shed teares in vaine? shed teares in vaine, Yet why should I shed teares in vaine? She will not once respect my paine, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, I therefore will, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, a better chance. I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, I therefore will, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, ioy, sing and dance, In hope to cast a better chance, a better chance.

XX.

[...]NO no no no no it will not be, no no no no no no no no no, it will not be, Your labour is in vaine, I stay you not, but set you free, set you free, Why doe you then complaine, And waile conceited wrongs? conceited wrongs, and waile conceited wrongs? as done to me, No no no no no no no no no no, I tell you once againe, you haue your trauell for your paine, for your paine. No no no no no no no no no no it will not be, no it will not be, no no no, it will not be, not be. No no no no no no no no no no, it will not be, no it will not be, no no it will not be, no no no, it will not be, not be.

XXI.

[...]WHen Ori-a-na walkt to take the aire, the world did striue, to entertaine so faire, By Flora faire, and sweetest flowers, and, &c. were strone, by, &c. sweetest flowers were strone, Along the way for her to tread vpon, along the way, along the way for her to tread vpon, The trees did blossome, the siluer riuers, siluer riuers ranne, The winde did gently play vpon her fanne, And then for to delight, to delight her Graces eare, her, &c. The Woods a Temple seem'd, the Birds a Quire. Then sang the shepherds and Nimphs of Diana, in heau'n liues O-riana. liues faire O-ri-ana. in, &c.

XXII.

[...]NOw I see thou flow- test me, and disdaines the gifts I offer thee, Then since thou scornes to accept it, On Cloris head Ile set it, on Cloris head, on Cloris head Ile set it, For her Ile gather daintie poses, daintie poses, of Gilliflowers and purple Roses, of, &c. purple roses, With her on ech holy-day, holy-day, Ile dance the merry merry roundelay, merry roundelay, And this I know, and this I know will moue thee, To say I doe not loue thee. With her, &c.

FINIS.
BASSVS.THE FIRST SET …

BASSVS.

THE FIRST SET OF MADRIGALS AND PASTORALS of 3.4. and 5. Parts.

NEWLY COMPOSED by FRANCIS PILKINGTON, Bat­chelor of Musicke and Lutenist, and one of the Cathedrall Church of Christ and blessed Mary the Virgin in Chester.

LONDON: Printed for M. L. I. B. and T. S. the Assignes of W. Barley. 1613.

TO THE RIGHT VVORshipfull, Sir Thomas Smith of Hough, in the Countie of Chester, Knight; Francis Pilkington Batchelor of Musicke, and Lutenist, wisheth all happines in this life, and eternall felicity in the life to come.

RIght Worshipfull, there is held an infallible opinion, that the sacred Art of Musicke (being chiefly illustrated by Voyces) not­withstanding all Artists, in respect of the compasse and quality of voyces and instruments, doe limit it within scales and other certaine dimensions, is in it owne nature INFINITE; reach­ing from the base Earth (being as it were the GAM-VT or ground) to the highest E. LA. of the incomprehensible hea­uens: For demonstration whereof, GOD to his great Glory, doth diuersly and wonderfully enable his creatures thereunto, teaching man vpon earth, not onely in mellifluous Notes to chant; but also vpon variety of Instruments sweetly to expresse the hidden secrets of that sacred Science, & not leauing the vast Ayre empty of his glory; he instructeth the early Larke to warble forth his prayse; who, (as some hould) learneth his layes from the musicall motions of the heauen­ly Spheares, and from thence to transcend vp to the seate of the most highest, the elected Saints and Angels doe in heauenly Himmes, sing perpetually Te deum to the holy Trinitie, sitting on the Throne of most Maiesticke glorie.

In which quality of Musicke (Right worshipfull) hauing spent a great part of my time, I haue now (after some others) of late produced this small peece of worke; which albeit for the insufficiency thereof, I doe hold to be too vnworthie to be presented to your Worship, yet in regarde of the many and manifold fauors, which I haue receiued at your hands, and your exquisit skill, both in the Theorique and Practique of that excellent Art; I doe presume to tender it to your Patronage and protection, chusing rather to be censured for ouer-boldnesse, then to be taxed with ingratitude or forgetfulnesse. And so humbly desiring your Worship to ac­cept of this, and to shield it from all pragmaticall and stigmaticall detractors; vn­till my best skill and endeauour, shall incite my weake Muse to performe some worke of better worth I craue pardon for my bouldnesse, and commit your Wor­ship and the good Lady your wife, to the blessed tuition of the GOD of Israell.

From my mansion in the Monastery of Chester the [...] day of [...] 1612.
Your worships in all obseruancy Francis Pilkington.

THE TABLE.

Of 3. Ʋoyces.
SEe where my loue.
I
I follow loe thy footing.
II
Poure forth mine eyes.
III
Stay Nimph.
IIII
Dorus a silly Shepheard.
V
Is this thy doome?
VI
Of 4. Ʋoyces.
AMintas with his.
VII
Heere rest.
VIII
Why should I grieue.
IX
The messenger of the.
X
Haue I found her?
XI
What though her frownes?
XII
Loue is a secret feeding fire.
XIII
Why doe I fret?
XIIII
All in a caue.
XV
Of 5. Voyces.
SIng, we dance.
XVI
Vnder the tops.
XVII
Sweet Phillida.
XVIII
My heart is dead.
XIX
No, no, no.
XX
When Oriana.
XXI
Now I see.
XXII
FINIS.

Of 3. Voc.

BASSVS.

I.

[...]SEe where my loue a May- ing goes, with sweet Dame Flora sport- ing, sporting, She most alone with Nightingales, with Nightingales, in woods delights consort- ing, Turne a- gaine, Turne a- gaine my dearest, The pleasanst ayre's in meadows, Els by the riuers let vs breathe, and kisse, and kisse, and kisse amongst the willowes.

II.

[...]I Follow loe the footing, still of my louely cruell, Proud of her selfe, her selfe that she is beau- ties iewell, And fast away she flyeth, Loues sweet delight deriding, In woods and groues, sweet Natures treasure hyding, Yet cease I not pursuing, but since I thus haue sought her, Will runne me out of breath, Till I haue caught her. Yet cease I not pursuing, but since I thus haue sought her, Will run me out of breath, till I haue caught her.

III.

[...]POure forth mine eyes, the fountaines of your teares, Breake hart, break hart and dye, Breake hart, break hart and dye, for now no hope appeares, Hope vpon which, vpon which before my thoughts were fed, Hath left me quite forlorne, left me quite forlorne, and from me, from me fled, and from me fled, Yet see she smiles, O see some hope apperes, O see some hope ap- peares, Hold hart and liue, and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares. Yet see she smiles, O see some hope apperes, O see some hope, some hope ap- peares, Hold hart and liue, and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares.

IIII.

[...]STay Nimph, O stay, the ground seekes but to kisse thy feet, Harke, harke, harke how Philomela sweetly sings, how Philomela, Whilst, Whilst wanton, wanton wanton fishes as they meete, Whilst wanton, wanton fishes as they meete, strike crochet, crochet time, amidst these christall springs, And Zephirus mongst the leaues sweet murmurings, sweet murmur murmurings, Stay but a while, Phoebe no teltale, Phoebe no teltale is, She her Endimion, Ile my Phoebe kisse, Ile my Phoebe kisse.

V.

[...] DOrus a seely shepherds swaine, whilst he his flock was keeping. Vpon the vast Arcadian plaine found, Amoretta sleeping, And fearing least she had beene slaine, had beene slaine, and, &c. she had beene slaine, his eyes burst forth a weeping, Yet feeling her pure pulses beate, her pure pulses beats, not minding to molest her, He view'd her most admired parts, and so most kindely kist her.

VI.

[...]IS this thy doome, and shall thy shepherd dye? Wound- ed with Loue, stab'd with affect'ons eye, Say then sweet Saint, what breast shall be thy shrine, thy shrine? When thou hast slaine the hart, when thou hast slaine the hart that erst was thine, Pitty, O pitty, pitty O pit- ty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say, and sweetly say to me, kinde shepherd liue. Pitty, O pitty, pitty O pit- ty, O life for loue me giue, And sweetly say, and sweetly say to me, and sweetly say to me kinde shepherd liue.

Heere endeth the three Parts.

Of 4. Voc.

BASSVS.

VII.

[...] AMintas with his Phillis faire, in height of summers Sunne, Graz'd arme in arme, their snowie flocke and scorching heate to shunne, to shunne, Vnder a spreading Elme sat downe, Where loues delightments done, de- lightments done, Downe, d. d. dillie, downe, downe, d. d. dillie downe, Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, no, &c No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, to shepherds Cel, No hell to Princely Bow'rs. Downe, d. d. dillie, downe, downe, d. d. dillie downe, Thus did they sing, There is no life like ours, no, &c. No heau'n on earth to shepherds Cels, to shepherds Cels, No hell to Princely Bow'rs.

VIII.

[...]HEere rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting, all this hasting, To fry in pangs and torments, euerlasting? Here rest, here rest, here rest my thoughts, what meaneth all this hasting, all this hasting, To fry in pangs and torments, euerlasting? And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, is, &c. Her eyes the flame, but my hart lends the fuell, And yet her hart is euen to me as cruell, is, &c. Her eye the flame, but my hart lends the fuell. but my hart lends the fuell.

IX.

[...]WHy should I grieue? Why should I grieue? that she disdaines my loue, Or seeke for loue, Or seeke for loue, since lou's a griefe? lou's a griefe, since lou's a griefe? A noble minde, a noble minde, a noble minde his tortures ill behoue, his, &c. He spoiles, thrals, murthers like a theefe, like a theefe, Debarring beauties barre, all lou'd, all lou'd reliefe. He spoiles, thrals, murthers like a thiefe, like a theefe, Debarring beauties barre, all lou'd, all lou'd reliefe.

X.

[...]THe mes: The Cuckoe proud bird-mocking man, On lofty Okes and eu'ry vnder spring, to chant out cuckow, cuckow scarse began, When as Menalcas soote as swanne, his winter cloake cast off, his win- ter cloake, his winter cloake cast off, did nimbly, nimbly spring, nimbly spring, And as the Cuckoe, cuck did sing, The shepherds downe, downe a downe a downe, The shepherds downe a downe a downe was farra diddle dan, farra diddle dan, The shepherds down, downe a downe a down, the, &c. was farra diddle dan, farra diddle dan,

XI.

[...]HAue I: O rich finding, Haue I found her? haue I found her? Haue I found her? Oh rich finding, Goddesse like for to behold, her faire tresses seemely bind- ing, binding, In a chaine of Pearle and Gold, In a chaine of Pearle and Gold, of Pearle and Gold. Chaine me, chaine me, O most faire, Chaine mee to thee with that haire. Chaine mee, Chaine me O most faire, Chaine me to thee with that haire.

XII.

[...]WHat though her frownes, what though her frownes, and hard in- treaties kill? What though her frownes, and hard intreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, affect her, affect her still, What though her frownes What though her frownes, and hard entreaties kill? What though her frownes, What though her frownes and hard entreaties kill? I will not cease to loue, I will not cease to loue, affect her, affect her still, Still will I loue her beau- tie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, at her beauties morne, at her [Page] beauties morne, her beauties morne. Still will I loue her beau- tie, hate her scorne, Loue her for beautie, loue her for beautie, at her beauties morne. at her beauties morne, at her beauties morne, her beauties morne.

XIII.

[...]LOue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, Life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing, Loue is a secret feeding fire, Loue is a secret feeding fire, that giues all creatures being, Life to the dead, life to the dead, speech to the dumbe, and to the blinde man seeing And yet in me, in me he contradicts, he, &c. all these his sacred Graces, Seares vp my lips, my lips, myne eyes, my life, and from me euer flying, and from me euer flying, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, vntract, vngone, and many [Page] vncouth places, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, where in dispaire I beautie curse, Curse loue and all faire faces. Leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes, leades me in pathes vntract, vngone, and many vncouth places, Where in dispaire I beauty curse, where in dispaire I beauty curse, Curse Loue and all faire faces.

XIIII.

[...]WHy doe I fret and grieue, fret and grieue, since she denies, since she denies, and will no comfort giue? Oh fatall foule decree, she stops her eares, she stops her eares, and smiles at my com- plaint, whilst wounded with disdaine, with disdaine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, And yet it will not be, and yet it will not be, O bitter, bitter paine, O bitter, bitter paine, O bitter paine. Whil'st wounded with disdaine, with disdaine, I seeke all meanes I can to set me free, And yet it will not be, and yet it will not be, O bitter, bitter paine, O bitter paine.

XV.

[...]ALl in a caue a shepheards lad met wanton Thestilis, met, &c. Where he vnskil'd in better sports, beg'd onely for a kisse, beg'd, &c. a kisse, a kisse, Alas, alas, quoth she, and take thee this, & this, and, &c. But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue a more contented sweet? a, &c. Oh no he said, for in a kisse our soules together meete. But know'st thou not faire Boy in loue, a more contented sweet? Oh no he said, for in a kisse our soules together meete.

Heere endeth the foure Parts.

XVI.

[...]SIng we, dance we ore the greene, and fill these vallies, and, &c. wi [...]h our melodious straines, and fill these vallies, fill, &c. with our melodious straines, for ioy that our Summers Queene, for, &c. that, &c. ioy, &c. en-ui-ro- ned, with all the country swaines, countrey swaines, Fairely trips it ore the plaines, ore the plaines, fairely trips it ore the plaines, fairely, &c. let vs about, these Daf-fadillies sweet, let, Daffadillies sweet, Tread a ring dance with our feete, Let vs a- bout, these daf- fadillies sweet, daffa- dillies sweet, Tread a ring dance with our feete. Tread a ring dance with our feete.

XVII.

[...]VNder the tops of He- licon, of Helicon, Not farre from Parnasse stately towers, not, &c. stately towers, Springs forth the fountaine Hippocrene, fountaine Hippocrene, springs forth the fountaine Hippocrene, With bankes beset with fragrant flowers, The hill is it my Muses, Muses vse, my muses vse, The fountaine which my hart doth chuse. The hill is it my Muses, Muses vse, my Muses vse. The fountaine which my heart doth chuse.

XVIII.

[...]SWeet Phillida, Phillida, my flocks as white and pure as snowie downe, my flocks as white and pure, as snowie downe, sit mourning for thy sake, thy sake, sit, &c. Come when thou wilt I neuer meane to frowne, I, &c. Thy loue I will pertake, Come quickly, come, come, I sigh, I sigh, I sigh for thee my deerest sweet, Ile turne my flocks away, And with them Ile not stay, So thee and I most louingly, louingly, so thee and I so louing, louing- ly, each other meete. other meete, in loue each other meete.

XIX.

[...]MY hart is dead within me, within me, For that my loue forsakes me, Yet why should I, yet why should I shed teares in vaine? yet why should I shed teares in vaine? shed teares in vaine? She will not once respect my paine, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, sing and dance, I, &c, In hope to cast a better chance, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, I therefore will ioy, sing and dance, sing and dance, I, &c. In hope to cast a better chance. a better chance.

XX.

[...]NO no, &c. it wil not be, your labour is in vaine, I stay you not, but set you free, set you free, but, &c. set you free, set you, set you free, but, &c. Why doe you then complaine, And waile conceited wrongs, conceited wrongs, and waile, and waile conceited wrongs, as done to me? No no, &c. I tell you once againe, you haue your tra- uell for your paine, for your paine, No no, &c. it will not be, no no no no no, it will not be, no no no it will not be. no no it will not be, No no, &c. no it will not be, no no no no no it will not be, no no no it wil not be, no no it wil not be.

XXI.

[...]WHen O- ri-a-na walkt to take the aire, the world did striue, to entertaine so faire, By Flora faire, and sweetest flowers, sweetest flowers were strone, Along, along the way for her to tread vpon, The trees did blossome, the siluer riuers ranne, The winde did gently play vpon her fanne, And then for to delight her Graces eare, The woods a Temple seem'd, the Birds a Quire. Then sang the shepherds and Nimphs of Di- ana, in heau'n liues O-ri-ana. Ori-a-na, in, &c. O-ri-a-na.

XXII.

[...]NOw I see thou flowtest me, and disdaines the gifts I offer thee, Then since thou scornes to accept it, On Cloris head Ile set it, on, &c. For her Ile gather daintie poses, of Gilliflowers and purple Roses, of, &c. With her on ech holy-day, holy-day, Ile dance the merry merry roundelay, the, &c. And this I know, I know will moue thee, To say I doe not loue thee. With her, &c.

FINIS.

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