N From THOMAS MORLEY'S First WOW is the month of maying, Each with his bonny lass Upon the greeny grass. Fa la la ! The spring clad all in gladness The nymphs tread out their ground. Fie then, why sit we musing, Fa la la ! N From THOMAS CAMPION'S Third WOW let her change! and spare not! Since she proves strange, I care not! When did I err in blindness? False then farewell for ever! N From THOMAS WEELKES' Madrigals of Five and Six Parts, 1600. OW let us make a merry greeting And thank God Cupid for our meeting: My heart is full of joy and pleasure From ROBERT JONES's Second Book of Airs, 1601. (Attributed to Sir Walter Raleigh.) Now what is love, I thee tell? It is that fountain and that well Now what is love, I pray thee say? It is December matched with May, Now what is love, I pray thee feign ? A flower that dies and springs again, Yet what is love, I pray thee say? As well found out by night as day, It is a thing will soon decay; Then take the vantage whilst you may : 1 Saint's-bell; the little bell that called to prayers. Now what is love, I pray thee show? From THOMAS CAMPION's Third OW winter nights enlarge Now enlargers, And clouds their storms discharge Let now the chimneys blaze, Let well-tuned words amaze With harmony divine. Shall wait on honey love, While youthful revels, masques, and courtly sights Sleep's leaden spells remove. This time doth well dispense Some knotted riddles tell, Some poems smoothly read. The summer hath his joys Though love and all his pleasures are but toys, From JOHN WARD'S First Set of English Madrigals, 1613. SAY, dear life, when shall these twin-born berries, So lovely-ripe, by my rude lips be tasted? Shall I not pluck (sweet, say not nay) those cherries? O let them not with summer's heat be blasted. Nature, thou know'st, bestow'd them free on thee; Then be thou kind-bestow them free on me. From JOHN FARMER'S First Set of English Madrigals, 1599. STAY, sweet love; see here the place of sporting; And chirping birds are hitherwards resorting, Then stay, dear Love, for though thou run from me, |