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A05246	A booke of ayres vvith a triplicitie of musicke, whereof the first part is for the lute or orpharion, and the viole de gambo, and 4. partes to sing, the second part is for 2. trebles to sing to the lute and viole, the third part is for the lute and one voyce, and the viole de gambo. Composed by Iohn Bartlet Gentleman and practitioner in this arte.	Bartlet, John, fl. 1606-1610.	1606 (1606)	STC 1539; ESTC S106642	12,303	52

with me did neere agree to loue but iestingly for III TENOR WHen from my loue I lookt for loue and kind affections due to wel I found her vowes to proue most faithles and vntrue for when I did aske her why most sharpely she did replie that shee with me did neere agree to loue but Iesting-ly for IIII CANTO WHo doth be hold my mistres face and seeth not good hap hath he who hears her speake marks her grace shal think none euer spake but she In short for to resoundher praise she is the fayrest the fayrest ii .ii. of her dayes 2 VVho knowes her wit and not admires shal show himselfe deuoide of skil Her vertues kindle strange desires In those that thinke vpon her stil. In short c. 3 Her red is like vnto the rose VVhen from a bud vnto the sunne Her tender leaues she doth disclose The first degree of ripene swonne In short c. 4 And with her red mixt is a white Like to that same of faire moone shine That doth vpon the water light And makes the colour seeme deuine In short c. IIII ALTO WHo dooth be-hold my mistresse face and seeth not good happe hath hee who heares her speak markes her grace shal think none euer spake but shee In short for to resound her praise shee is the fayrest the .ii. .ii. .ii. of her dayes IIII. BASSO WHo doth be-hold my mistresse face and seeth not good hap hath he who hears her speak marks her grace shal think none euer spake but she In short for to resound her prayse she is the fayrest the ii ii of her dayes IIII TENOR WHo doth be-hold my mistresse face and seeth not good happe hath he who hears her speake marksher grace shal think none euer spake but she In short for to resound her prayse she is the fayrest the .ii. .ii. of her dayes V. CANTO IF there bee any one whome loue hath wounded of the hurt is neere his death IF there bee any one in grief con-founded stil with sighes doth fetch his breath such is my case let him com sitwith me mourn whome griefe doth gripe and Cupid blind doth ouerturne 2 If there be any one which hath beene racked And ioynt from ioynt is al to torne If there be any one these pangs haue smacked And in his heart with loue doth burne Such is my case come let him sit with me and mourne For I am rackte and scorcht with loue left forlorne 3 If there be any one in shippe oppressed at pinch of wracke to drowned be If there be any one with waues betossed Or blinded that he cannot see Such is my case let him come sit with me and mourne Whom ship wracke spoiles eyes put out as louers scorn 4 If there be any one that fraude hath perplext Or burst his heart at loues commaund If there be any one whome al greefes haue vext Or in hels paines do dayly stand Such is my case let him com sit with me and mourne That feeles hels paine and louers griefe with loues greate scorn V ALTO IF there bee any one whome loue hath wounded of the hurt is neere his death IF there bee any one in grief con-founded stil with sighs doth ferch his breath such is my case com let him sit with me mourn whome griefe doth gripe and Cupid blind doth ouerturne ouer turne V. BASSO If there be any one whome loue hath wounded whom loue hath wounded and of the hurte is neere his death If there be any one in griefe con-foun-ded in griefe con-founded and stil with sighs doth fetch his breath such is my case let him com fit with me and mourne whom griefe doth gripe and Cupid blind dooth ouerturne V TENOR IF there be any one whome loue hath wounded and of the hurt is neere his death is neere his death If there be any one in griefe confoun-ded and stil with sighs doth fetch his breath doth fetch his creath such is my case come let him sit with me and mourne whome griefe doth gripe and Cupid blind doth ouerturne VI. CANTO I heard of late that loue was falne a sleepe to late alas I finde it was not so me thoght I saw the little villain weepe but theefe he laughs at thē that waile in woe I dreamt his bow was brok he was slain ii ii but loe awakte I see all whole againe His blinking eyes will euer be awake His idle head is sul of laughing toyes His bow and shafts are tickle thinges to take It is no medling with such apish boyes For they shal finde that in his fetters fall Loue is a deadly thing to deale withal Yet where the wretch doth take a happy vaine It is the kindest worme that euer was But let him catch a coy conceite againe In frantike fits he doth a fury passe So that in sum who hopes of happy ioy Take heede of loue it is a perlous boy VI. ALTO I Heard of late that loue was falne a sleepe I ii I .ii. too late alas I finde it was not so me thought I heard the little villaine weep but theefe he laughes at them that waile in wo I dreamt his bow was broke and he was slaine and .ii. slaine but lo awake I see all whole againe I VI. BASSO I Heard of late that loue was falne a sleepe I .ii. I .ii. to late alas I find it was not so me thought I saw the little villain weep but theefe he laughes at them that waile in woe I dremt his bow was broke and he was slaine ii slain but loe awakte I see al whole againe I VI. TENOR I Heard of late that loue was falne a sleepe I .ii. to late alas I find it was not so me thought I saw the little villaine weepe but theese he laughes at them that waile in woe that .ii. I dreamte his bow was broke and he was slaine and .ii. and .ii. slaine but loe awakte I see al who le a-gain VII CANTO AL my wits hath will inwrapped all my sence de sire in trapped Al my faith to fancy fixed all my ioyes to loue a mixed All my loue I offer thee once for all yet looke on me 2 Let me see thy heauenly feature Oh heauens what a heauenly Creature All the powers of heauen preserue thee Loue himselfe is sworne to serue thee Princesse in a Goddes place Blessed be that Angels face 3 Looke how loue thy seruant dyeth Harke how hope for comfort crieth Take some pitty on poore fancy Let not fancie proue a franzie Comfort this poore hart of mine Loue and I and all are thine VII ALTO AL my wittes hath will inwrapped all my sence desire intrapped All my faith to fan-cy fix-ed all my ioyes to loue a mixed All my loue I offer thee once for all yet looke on me VII BASSO AL my wits hath will inwrapped all my sence desire intrapped All my faith to fan-cy fix-ed al my ioyes to loue

A BOOKE OF AYRES VVith a Triplicitie of MVSICKE WHEREOF THE FIRST Part is for the Lute or Orpharion and the Uiole de Gambo and 4. Partes to sing The second part is for 2. Trebles to sing to the Lute and Viole the third part is for the Lute and one Voyce and the Viole de Gambo Composde by IOHN BARTLET Gentleman and practitioner in this Arte. LONDON Printed by IOHN VVINDET for Iohn Browne and are to bee solde at his shoppe in Saint Dunstones Churchyeard in Fleet Street 1606. To the right honorable his singular good Lord and Maister Sir Edvvard Seymoore Knight Baron Beacham Earle of Hartfoord and Lieftenant of his Maiesties Counties of Somerset and Wiltes IT is a question hardly to be determined my most honorable Lord whether Musicke may esteeme her selfe more graced by the singularskil exquisite knowledge wherwith your Lordship is indued both in the speculation and practise thereof or by the many benefites and infinite fauours your Honourable bountie hath conferred on the professors of that faculty in both are the muses greatly honoured and we their seruants highly blest whose vertuous endeuours and studious labours not in this onely but in many other kindes of Learning haue receiued their life growth and perfection chereshed and enabled by the warmth your beames haue cast vpon them Amongst many that on the Muses behalfe doe owe your Lordshippe the tribute of their pennes I must profes my self to stand deepliest engaged in the debt of dutie in that the poornes of my merit holds least proportiō with the largenes of your grace and that my vtmost desert can reach no further then humbly to acknowledge that what delight or sweetenes soeuer these my simple trauels may bring to such generous and well composed spiritsas beare affection to this quality was inspired meby no other power then the influence of your fauour And though the error of conceite cannot make me so far ouervalew them as to esteem them worthy your Lordships iudicious hearing yet I will confesse their want of worth wherewith my selfe as an impartial censurer haue already iustly taxte them could not diuert my purpose from publishing to the world the zeale I beare to thankefulnesse wherin I am ambitious of nothing but your Lordshippes fauourable acceptance and protection which if it may please you to vouchsafe to this first birth of my Muse. I shall then be as farre from fearing detraction and censure as I am free from affecting glory and prayse Your Lordships most humble deuoted seruant John Bartlet I. CANTO O Lord thy faith-fulnes and prayse I will ii ii with viole sing with viole sing my harpe shal sound ii thy laud and prayse O Israels holy King holy King my mouth wil ioy with pleasant voyce when I shall sing to thee and eke my soule will much reioyce for thou hast made me free I ALTO O Lord thy faithfulnes and prayse and prayse I will .ii. with Viol sing with .ii. my harpe shal sound my .ii. thy laud and prayse O Israels holy King O Israels holy King my mouth wil ioy with pleasant voyce when I shal sing I shal sing to thee and eke my soule will much reioyce for thou hast made me free I. BASSO O Lord thy faithfulnes and prayse I wil I wil with viole sing with viole sing my harpe shal sound my .ii. thy laud and prayse thy .ii praise O Israels holy king my mouth wil ioy with pleasant voyce when I shall sing to thee and eke my soule wil much reioyce for thou hast made mee free I TENOR O Lord thy faithfulnes and praise I wil I wil with viol sing with viol with ii my harpe shal sound my harpe shal sound thy laud and prayse O Israels holy King .ii. holy King my mouth wil ioy with pleasant voyce when I shal sing to thee and eke my soule wil much reioyce for thou hast made me free II. CANTO IF euer haples womā had a cause to breath her plaintes into the open ayre the opē ayre and neuer suffer inward griefe to pause or seeke her sorrow shaken soules re payre then I for I haue lost my onelie brother whose like this age can scarsly yeeld an other 2 Come therefore mournefull Muses and lament Forsake all want on pleasing motions Bedew your cheekes stil shal my teares be spent Yet still in creast with inundations For I must weepe since I haue lost my brother Whose like c. 3 The cruell hand of murther cloyde with bloud Lewdly depriude him of his mortall life Woe the death attended blades that stoode In opposition gainst him in the strife VVherein he fell and where I lost a brother VVhose like c. 4 Then vnto griefe let me a Temple make And mourning dayly enter sorrowes portes Knocke on my breast sweete brother for thy sake Nature and loue will both be my consorts And helpe me aye to wayle my onely brother II ALTO IF euer haples woman had a cause if .ii. if .ii. to breath her plaints into the open aire in .ii. and neuer suffer inward griefe to pause or seek her sorrow shaken soules repaire then I then I for I for I haue lost my onely brother whose like this age can scarsely yeeld an other whose .ii. then II. BASSO IF euer haples woman had a cause to breath If .ii. her plaints to breath her plaintes into the open aire the open aire neuer suffer inward griefe to pause to pause or seeke her sorrow shakē soules repaire then I for I haue lost my only brother whose like this age cā scarsly yeeld another scarsely yeeld an other then II TENOR IF euer haples woman had a cause had a cause if .ii. had a cause to breath her plaintes into the open aire and ne-uer suffer inward griefe to pause to pause or seeke her sorrow shaken soules repaire then I for I haue lost my onely brother whose like this age can scarsely yeeld an other whose .ii. then III. CANTO WHen frō my loue I lookte for loue and kind affections due to wel I foūd her vowes to proue most faithles and vn true for when I did aske her why most sharpely she did re ply that shee with mee did neere agree to loue but iesting ly Marke but the subtle policies that female louers finde VVho loues to fixe their constācies like fethers in the wind Though they sweare vow and protest That they loue you chiefly best Yet by and by they le all denie And say t was but in iest III ALTO WHen from my loue I lookt for loue and kind affections due too well I found her vowes to proue most faithles and vntrue for when I did aske her why most sharpely she did reply that she with me did neere agree to loue but iestingly for III BASSO WHen from my loue I lookt for loue and kind affections due to wel I found her vowes to proue most faithles and vntrue for when I did aske her why most sharpely she did reply that she

hope of ioy For loue doth gouerne by a fate That heare plants will and their leaues haue 4 But I a haples mortall wight To an immortall beautie sue No maruaile then she loaths my sight Since Adone Venus would not woo Hence groning sighes mirth be my friend Before my life my loue shall'end XI ALTO THe Queene of Paphos Ericine in hart did rose checkt Adone loue Adone loue he mortall was .ii but she deuine and oft with kisses did him moue with great giftes still she did him woo but he would neuer yeeld thereto XI BASSO THe Queene of paphos Ericine in hart did rose cheeckt Adone loue he mortall was he ii .ii. but she deuine and oft with kisses did him moue with great gifts still she did him woo but he would neuer yeeld thereto XI TENOR THe Queene of Paphos Ericine in hart did rose checckt Adone loue he mortall was ii ii but she deuine and oft with kisses did him moue with great gifts still she did him woo but he would neuer yeeld thereto XII CANTO Iwould thou wert not fayre or I were wise I wold thou hadst no face or I no eyes I would thou wert not wise or I not fond or thou not free or I not so in bond 2 But thou art fayre and I cannot be wife Thy sun-like face hath blinded both mine eyes Thou canst not but be wise nor I but fond Not thou but free nor I but still in band 3 Yet am I wise to thinke that thou art faire Mine eyes their purenes in thy face repaire Nor am I fond that do thy wisedome see Nor yet in bod because that thou art sree 4 Then in thy beauty onely make me wise And in thy face the grace guide both mine eyes And in thy wisedom onely see me fond And in thy freedome keepe me still in bond 5 So shalt thou still be faire and I be wise Thy face shines still vpon my clered eyes Thy wisedome onely see how I am fond Thy fredome onely keepe me still in bond 6 So would I thou were faire and I were wise So would I thou hadst thy face and I mine eyes So would I thou wert wise and I were fond And thou were free and I were still in bond XII ALTO Iwould thou wert not faire or I were wise I would thou hadft no face or I no eyes I would thou wert not wise or I not fond or thou not free or I not so in bond XII BASSO T would thou wert not faire or I were wise I would thou hadst no face or I no eyes I would thou wert not wise or I not fond or thou not free or I not so in bond XII TENOR Iwould thou wert not faire or I were wise I would thou hadst no face or I no eyes I would thou wert not wife or I not fond or thou not free or I not so in bond XIII CANTO VNto a flie transe formd frō humain kind me thought I ranged on a sunshine day when for to ease my sadde afflicted mind vpon my mistres robe vpon my mistresse robe I gan to play at length I mounted vppe at .ii. her dainetie breast frō whēce I soght my solace and my rest 2 Yet not content with these aspiring toyes Changing my seate into her curled heyre By seeking to encrease my new found ioyes I turnde my sweete applause to sudden seares For chauncing on her eyes of stame and fire I burnt my winges whereby I did aspire 2 Thus falling to the ground in my decay With mournesulbulsings crauing her reliefe Me thought she moude with ruth my heauy lay And crusht me with her foot to end my griefe And said lo where the silly wretch doth lie Whose end was such because he flue so hie XIII ALTO VNto a flie transe formde from humaine kind me thought I raunged on a sun-shine day when for to ease my sad afflicted mind vpon my mistresse robe vpon .ii. I ganto play at length I mounted vp at .ii. her dainty breast from whence I sought my solace and my rest XIII BASSO VNto a flie transformde from humain kind me thought I raunged on a sunshine day when for to ease my sad afflicted mind vpon my mistresse robe ii Igan to play at length I moūted vp .ii her dainty breast from whence I sought my solace and my rest XIII TENOR VNto a flie transformed from humaine kind me thought I raunged on a sunshine day when for to ease my sad afflicted mind vpon my mistresse robe vpon my mistresse robe I gan to play at length I mounted vp at length I mounted vp her dainty breast from whence I sought my solace and my rest XV. PRIMVS CANTO FOrtune loue time ii hath made me happy happy I was by Fortune loue time my hap at hiest my happe at highestthe gods begā to vary ii began to vary and threw me down .ii. down threw me down that causde me first to clime they proude their wings and tooke their flight in rage fortune to fooles to fooles .ii. loue to youth time to age time to age XV SECVNDVS CANT FOrtune loue time .ii. hath made mee happy happy I was by fortune loue and time my happe at hiest .ii. the Gods began to vary .ii. .ii. and threw me downe .ii. .ii. downe that causde mee first to clime they proude their winges and tooke their flight in rage fortune to fooles .ii .ii. loue to youth time to age XVI PRIMVS CANTO POets to louesuch powerascribes as no power else power els can circūscribe true loue by true desire re finde .ii. can neuer be by bowns cō finde by .ii. can .ii. 2 It first did kindle in mine eye And thence stole inward presently Possest my breast my heart and soule And doth my better parts controll 3 The more I seeke it to expell The more it doth my thoughts compell Since then it hath such power within To let it burne still were a sinne XVI SECVNDVS CANT POets to loue such Power ascribes as no power else power else can circumscribe true loue by true desire refinde .ii. can neuer be by bownes confinde .ii. .ii. by bownes confinde The first part XVII PRIMVS CANTO WHether runeth my sweet hart ii stay stay stay stay and take mee with thee merily .ii. .ii. I le play my part stay stay and thou shalt see nice .ii. .ii. O O haue I ketcht haue I ketcht thee .ii hay ding a ding a ding .ii .ii .ii. this ketching is a prety thing .ii. The first part XVII SECVNDVS CANTO WHether runeth my sweet hart .ii. stay stay stay stay and takeme Whether runneth my sweet hart my .ii stay stay stay stay and takeme with thce merily .ii. I le play my part stay stay and thou shalt see me and thou shalt with thee merily .ii. I le play my part stay stay and thou shalt see me and .ii. see me .ii. shalt see me O O haue I ketcht thee .i hay ding a ding a ding .ii. ii .ii O