Tvvo bookes of ayres The first contayning diuine and morall songs: the second, light conceites of louers. To be sung to the lute and viols, in two, three, and foure parts: or by one voyce to an instrument. Composed by Thomas Campian.

About this Item

Title
Tvvo bookes of ayres The first contayning diuine and morall songs: the second, light conceites of louers. To be sung to the lute and viols, in two, three, and foure parts: or by one voyce to an instrument. Composed by Thomas Campian.
Author
Campion, Thomas, 1567-1620.
Publication
London :: Printed by Tho. Snodham, for Mathew Lownes, and I. Browne Cum priuilegio,
[1613?]
Rights/Permissions

To the extent possible under law, the Text Creation Partnership has waived all copyright and related or neighboring rights to this keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above, according to the terms of the CC0 1.0 Public Domain Dedication (http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/). This waiver does not extend to any page images or other supplementary files associated with this work, which may be protected by copyright or other license restrictions. Please go to http://www.textcreationpartnership.org/ for more information.

Subject terms
Songs with lute.
Part-songs, English.
Link to this Item
http://name.umdl.umich.edu/A17881.0001.001
Cite this Item
"Tvvo bookes of ayres The first contayning diuine and morall songs: the second, light conceites of louers. To be sung to the lute and viols, in two, three, and foure parts: or by one voyce to an instrument. Composed by Thomas Campian." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A17881.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 29, 2025.

Pages

Page [unnumbered]

CANTVS. II.

〈♫〉〈♫〉 THE man of life vpright, Whose chearfull minde is free From waight of 〈♫〉〈♫〉 〈♫〉〈♫〉 impious deedes, And yoake of vani- tee. 〈♫〉〈♫〉
1
The man of life vpright, Whose chearfull minde is free From waight of impious deedes, and yoake of vanitee.
2
The man whose silent dayes In harmlesse ioyes are spent: Whom hopes cannot delude, Nor sorrowes discontent.
3
That man needes neyther towres, Nor armour for defence: Nor vaults his guilt to shrowd From thunders violence.
4
Hee onely can behold With vnaffrighted eyes The horrors of the deepe, And terrors of the Skies.
5
Thus scorning all the cares, That fate or fortune brings: His Booke the Heau'ns hee makes His wisedome heau'nly things.
6
Good thoughts his surst friends, His wealth a well-spent age, The earth his sober Inne, And quiet pilgrimage.
Do you have questions about this content? Need to report a problem? Please contact us.