CALL for the robin red-breast and the wren Can Luciamira so mistake PAGE 182 236 Change, oh change your fatal bows Come away, away, away Come away, come away Can you paint a thought? or number Cast away care; he that loves sorrow Cast our caps and cares away Cold's the wind, and wet's the rain Come away, come away, death Come away, thou lady gay Come, come, thou glorious object of my sight Come, follow your leader, follow Come hither, you that love, and hear me sing Come let the state stay 209 208 125 226 178 224 168 89 144 236 173 Come, Fortune's a jade, I care not who tell her 146 151 213 196 115 157 170 Come, sleep, and, with thy sweet deceiving Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye Down, ye angry waters all! 210 50 158 251 123 79 87 100 134 149 145 121 For I'll cut my green coat, a foot above my knee For Jillian of Berry, she dwells on a hill. From the east to western Ind 160 153 92 244 130 98 88 Glories, pleasures, pomps, delights and ease. 211 Go, happy heart! for thou shalt lie 137 Golden slumbers kiss your eyes. 180 Good morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's day 102 Grieve not, fond man, nor let one tear 192 HAIL, beauteous Dian, queen of shades 201 Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings Hot sun, cool fire, tempered with sweet air 63 How blessed are lovers in disguise! 256 How round the world goes, and everything that's in it I feed a flame within, which so torments me 240 If I freely may discover If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?. I hate a fop that at his glass sits prinking half the day Immortal gods, I claim no pelf I mun be married a Sunday. 18 I tell thee, Charmion, could I time retrieve 254 It was a beauty that I saw It was a lover and his lass 94 Love is like a lamb, and love is like a lion 165 MAISTER Roister Doister will straight go home and die 158 186 61 My masters, my friends, and good people, draw near 117 No, no, fair heretic, it needs must be 213 No, no, poor suffering heart, no change endeavour 245 Now the hungry lion roars Now the lusty spring is seen 142 O gentle Love, ungentle for thy deed 58 Oh, fair sweet face! oh, eyes celestial bright 156 Oh, fair, sweet goddess, queen of loves 138 Oh, how my lungs do tickle! ha, ha, ha. 163 Oh, no more, no more, too late. 210 Oh, sorrow, sorrow, say where dost thou dwell O, that joy so soon should waste!. 111 O, the month of May, the merry month of May Run to love's lottery! run, maids, and rejoice 229 So beauty on the waters stood Sing to Apollo, god of day Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears. So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not Spite of his spite, which that in vain. Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king Stand! who goes there? Still to be neat, still to be drest TAKE, oh! take those lips away The blushing rose, and purple flower The fire of love in youthful blood The fit's upon me now The fringed vallance of your eyes advance 55 110 115 The glories of our blood and state 227 The king's most faithful subjects we The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I. 99 106 199 |