Fain would i change that note
Fain would i change that note
to which fond love hath charmed me,
long, long to sing by roate,
fancying that that harmed me
yet when this though doth come
Love is the perfect summe of all delight;
I have no other choice
either for pen or voice,
to sing or write.
O Love they wrong thee much,
that say that sweete is bitter.
when thy wripe fruit is such,
as nothing can be sweeter,
fair house of joy and bliss,
where truest pleasure is,
i doe adore thee:
i know thee what thou art,
i serve thee with my hart,
and fall before thee.
De The Spirit of Gambo. Musdic by Tobias Hume.
1605 Musical Humors.1607 Poeticall musicke.
to which fond love hath charmed me,
long, long to sing by roate,
fancying that that harmed me
yet when this though doth come
Love is the perfect summe of all delight;
I have no other choice
either for pen or voice,
to sing or write.
O Love they wrong thee much,
that say that sweete is bitter.
when thy wripe fruit is such,
as nothing can be sweeter,
fair house of joy and bliss,
where truest pleasure is,
i doe adore thee:
i know thee what thou art,
i serve thee with my hart,
and fall before thee.
De The Spirit of Gambo. Musdic by Tobias Hume.
1605 Musical Humors.1607 Poeticall musicke.
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