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Farewell love and all thy laws for… Thy baited hooks shall tangle me n… Senec and Plato call me from thy… To perfect wealth, my wit for to e… In blind error when I did perseve…
My lute awake! perform the last Labour that thou and I shall wast… And end that I have now begun; For when this song is sung and pas… My lute be still, for I have done…
Since so ye please to hear me plai… And that ye do rejoice my smart, Me list no lenger to remain To such as be so overthwart. But cursed be that cruel heart
THERE was never nothing more me… Nor more my pity mov’d, As when my sweetheart her complain… That ever she me lov’d. Alas! the while!
I abide and abide and better abide… And after the old proverb, the hap… And ever my lady to me doth say, “Let me alone and I will provide.… I abide and abide and tarry the ti…
Who list his wealth and ease retai… Himself let him unknown contain. Press not too fast in at that gate Where the return stands by disdain… For sure, circa Regna tonat.
WHAT meaneth this! when I lie al… I toss, I turn, I sigh, I groan; My bed me seems as hard as stone: What means this? I sigh, I plain continually;
Unstable dream, according to the p… Be steadfast once, or else at leas… By tasted sweetness make me not to… The sudden loss of thy false feign… By good respect in such a dangerou…
My galley, chargèd with forgetfuln… Thorough sharp seas in winter nigh… 'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine… That is my lord, steereth with cru… And every owre a thought in readin…
Madam, withouten many words Once I am sure ye will or no ... And if ye will, then leave your bo… And use your wit and show it so, And with a beck ye shall me call;
BLAME not my Lute! for he must… Of this or that as liketh me ; For lack of wit the Lute is bound To give such tunes as pleaseth me… Though my songs be somewhat strang…
And wilt thou leave me thus? Say nay, say nay, for shame, To save thee from the blame Of all my grief and grame; And wilt thou leave me thus?
Lucks, my fair falcon, and your fe… How well pleasant it were your lib… Ye not forsake me that fair might… But they that sometime liked my co… Like lice away from dead bodies th…
Alas, madam, for stealing of a kis… Have I so much your mind there of… Have I then done so grievously am… That by no means it may be amended… Then revenge you, and the next way…
I find no peace, and all my war is… I fear and hope. I burn and freez… I fly above the wind, yet can I n… And nought I have, and all the wo… That loseth nor locketh holdeth me…