See, fee, myne owne fweet iewell
Ioy, ioy doth fo arife and fo content content
Cruel, you pul away to foone your lips
Ladies thofe eyes, thone eyes of yours
Hould out my hart
God morrow, faire ladies
Whether away to faft
Blow, shepherds, blow
Deep lamenting, grief bewray
Farewell difdainefull
O flye not, o take fome pittie
Thirfis, let, let, let pittie
Now muft I dye
Lady, if I through grief
Ceafe mine eyes
Doe you not know
Where art? where art thou
What ayles my darling
Say, deere, will you not
Arife, get vp, my deere