Tudor & Elizabethan
Anonymous (Elizabethan songs)
Between 1588 and about 1630 English composers printed hundreds of songs for voices and lute: madrigals, ballets, airs and rounds by Byrd, Dowland, Morley, Wilbye, Jones, Ford, Ravenscroft and others. The words were usually printed without a poet's name, and the composer named on the title-page is not the author of the lyric.
This file gathers the lyrics of A. H. Bullen's Lyrics from the Song-Books of the Elizabethan Age (1887; second edition 1891), each with its song-book in the note, together with the few songs in his Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age (1889) that belong to anonymous plays and masques. Lyrics that Bullen firmly gives to a named poet are not included here, and Thomas Campion's airs are on his own page.
Poems (194)
- The Day Must Have Her Night, the Spring Her Fall
- The Nut-Brown Ale
- Bring Us in Good Ale
- Ding Dong, Dong
- Winter
- The Song of Night
- In Laudem Amoris
- A little pretty bonny lass was walking
- A shepherd in a shade his plaining made
- A Sparrow-Hawk proud did hold in wicked jail
- A woman's looks
- About the maypole new, with glee and merriment
- Adieu, sweet Amaryllis!
- April is in my mistress' face
- Arise, my thoughts, and mount you with the sun
- Awake, sweet Love! 'tis time to rise
- Ay me, can every rumour
- Ay me, my mistress scorns my love
- Behold a wonder here!
- Brown is my Love, but graceful
- By a fountain where I lay
- The Urchins' Dance
- The Elves' Dance
- The Courtier's Good Morrow to his Mistress
- Cold Winter's ice is fled and gone
- Come away! come, sweet Love!
- Come, Phyllis, come into these bowers
- Come, shepherd swains, that wont to hear me sing
- Crowned with flowers I saw fair Amaryllis
- The Fairies' Dance
- Dear, if you change, I'll never choose again
- Do you not know how Love lost first his seeing?
- Draw on, sweet Night, best friend unto those cares
- Each day of thine, sweet month of May
- Fair Phyllis I saw sitting all alone
- Farewell, false Love, the oracle of lies
- Farewell, my joy!
- Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave and new
- Flora gave me fairest flowers
- Fond wanton youths make love a God
- From Citheron the warlike boy is fled
- To Master Hugh Holland
- Go crystal tears! like to the morning showers
- Go, turn away those cruel eyes
- Ha ha! ha ha! this world doth pass
- Happy he
- Happy, O! happy he, who not affecting
- Have I found her? O rich finding!
- Heigh ho! chill go to plough no more!
- How shall I then describe my Love?
- I always loved to call my lady Rose
- A Wooing Song of a Yeoman of Kent's Son
- I joy not in no earthly bliss
- I live, and yet methinks I do not breathe
- I saw my Lady weep
- I sung sometime my thoughts and fancy's pleasure
- I will no more come to thee
- If fathers knew but how to leave
- If I urge my kind desires
- If my complaints could passions move
- If women could be fair and never fond
- In crystal towers and turrets richly set
- In darkness let me dwell, the ground shall sorrow be
- In midst of woods or pleasant grove
- In pride of May
- In Sherwood lived stout Robin Hood
- Inconstant Laura makes me death to crave
- Injurious hours, whilst any joy doth bless me
- Is Love a boy,—what means he then to strike?
- The Marriage of the Frog and the Mouse
- Kind in unkindness, when will you relent
- Lady, the birds right fairly
- Lady, the melting crystal of your eye
- Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting
- Let not Chloris think, because
- Let not the sluggish sleep
- Let us in a lovers' round
- Like two proud armies marching in the field
- Lo! country sport that seldom fades
- Love is a bable
- Love not me for comely grace
- Love's god is a boy
- Love winged my hopes and taught me how to fly
- The Bellman's Song
- More than most fair, full of all heavenly fire
- Mother, I will have a husband
- My hope a counsel with my heart
- My love bound me with a kiss
- My Love is neither young nor old
- My mind to me a kingdom is
- My Thoughts are winged with Hopes, my Hopes with Love
- Now every tree renews his summer's green
- Now God be with old Simeon
- Now have I learn'd with much ado at last
- Now is my Chloris fresh as May
- Now is the month of maying
- Now let us make a merry greeting
- Now what is love, I pray thee tell?
- O say, dear life, when shall these twin-born berries
- O stay, sweet love; see here the place of sporting
- O sweet, alas, what say you?
- Oft have I mused the cause to find
- On a time the amorous Silvy
- Once did I love and yet I live
- Once I thought to die for love
- Our country-swains in the morris dance
- Pierce did love fair Petronel
- Pour forth, mine eyes, the fountains of your tears
- Robin is a lovely lad
- The Satyrs' Dance
- See, see, mine own sweet jewel
- Shall a frown or angry eye
- Shall I abide this jesting?
- Shall I look to ease my grief?
- She whose matchless beauty staineth
- Shoot, false Love! I care not
- Simkin said that Sis was fair
- Since first I saw your face I resolved to honour and renown ye
- Sing we and chant it
- Sister, awake! close not your eyes!
- So light is love, in matchless beauty shining
- Some can flatter, some can feign
- Sweet, come again!
- Sweet Cupid, ripen her desire
- Sweet heart, arise! why do you sleep
- Sweet Kate
- Sweet Love, if thou wilt gain a monarch's glory
- Sweet Love, I will no more abuse thee
- Sweet Love, my only treasure
- Sweet, stay awhile; why will you rise?
- Tuwhoo, tuwhit, tuwhit, tuwhoo-o-o
- Take here my heart, I give it thee for ever!
- Take time while time doth last
- The Fly she sat in shamble-row
- The gods have heard my vows
- The lark, linnet and nightingale to sing some say are best
- The love of change hath changed the world throughout
- The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
- The greedy hawk with sudden sight of lure
- The match that's made for just and true respects
- The Nightingale so pleasant and so gay
- There is a Lady sweet and kind
- There were three Ravens sat on a tree
- Think'st thou, Kate, to put me down
- Thou art but young, thou say'st
- Thou pretty Bird, how do I see
- Though Amaryllis dance in green
- Though my carriage be but careless
- Thrice blessed be the giver
- Thus saith my Chloris bright
- Thus saith my Galatea
- To plead my faith, where faith hath no reward
- To shorten winter's sadness
- Toss not my soul, O Love, 'twixt hope and fear!
- Unto the temple of thy beauty
- Upon a hill the bonny boy
- Upon a summer's day Love went to swim
- Wake, sleepy Thyrsis, wake
- We be soldiers three
- We be three poor mariners
- We must not part as others do
- We shepherds sing, we pipe, we play
- Wedded to will is witless
- Weep no more, thou sorry boy
- Weep you no more, sad fountains
- Welcome, sweet pleasure
- Were I a king, I might command content
- What hap had I to marry a shrow!
- What is our life? a play of passion
- What needeth all this travail and turmoiling
- What pleasure have great princes
- What poor astronomers are they
- What then is love, sings Corydon
- When Flora fair the pleasant tidings bringeth
- When I was otherwise than now I am
- When younglings first on Cupid fix their sight
- Where most my thoughts, there least mine eye is striking
- A Mourning-song for the Death of Sir Fulke Greville, Lord Brooke
- Whether men do laugh or weep
- While that the sun with his beams hot
- Whilst youthful sports are lasting
- White as lilies was her face
- Whither so fast? see how the kindly flowers
- Who likes to love, let him take heed!
- 1. Who made thee, Hob, forsake the plough
- Who prostrate lies at women's feet
- Who would have thought that face of thine
- Why are you Ladies staying
- Wilt thou, Unkind! thus 'reave me
- Woeful Heart, with grief oppressed!
- Ye bubbling springs that gentle music makes
- You blessed bowers whose green leaves now are spreading
- You that wont to my pipe's sound
- Your shining eyes and golden hair