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��Captain Tobias Hume's The First

T^AIN would I change that note

To which fond Love hath charm'd me Long, long to sing by rote, Fancying that that harm'd me: Yet when this thought doth come, ' Love is the perfect sum

Of all delight/ I have no other choice Either for pen or voice

To sing or write.

Love ! they wrong thee much That say thy sweet is bitter, When thy rich fruit is such

As nothing can be sweeter. Fair house of joy and bliss, Where truest pleasure is, I do adore thee :

1 know thee what thou art, I serve thee with my heart,

And fall before thee.

��69. Since First I saw j/our Face

Thomas Ford's Music of

OINCE first I saw your face I resolved to honour and

^ renown ye ;

If now I be disdained I wish my heart had never

known ye. r hat ? I that loved and you that liked, shall we begin to

wrangle ? To, no, no, my heart is fast, and cannot disentangle.

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