The third and last booke of songs or aires Newly composed to sing to the lute, orpharion, or viols, and a dialogue for a base and meane lute with fiue voices to sing thereto. By Iohn Dowland, Bacheler in Musicke, and lutenist to the most high and mightie Christian the fourth by the grace of God king of Denmark and Norwey, &c.

XV. CANTVS. (Book 15)

〈♫〉〈♫〉 WEepe you no more sad fountaines, what need you 〈♫〉〈♫〉 flowe so fast, looke how the snowie mountaines, heau'ns sunne doth gently waste. But my 〈♫〉〈♫〉 sunnes heau'n- ly eyes view not your weeping. That nowe 〈♫〉〈♫〉 lie sleeping {repeat} softly {repeat} now softly lies sleeping. 〈♫〉〈♫〉

Sleepe is a reconciling, A rest that peace begets: Doth not the sunne rise smiling, When faire at eu'n he sets, Rest you, then rest sad eyes, Melt not in weeping, While she lies sleeping {repeat} Softly {repeat} now softly lies sleeping.

ALTVS.

〈♫〉〈♫〉 WEepe weepe you no more sad fountaines, what neede what neede you flow so fast, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Looke, how the sowie mountaines heau'ns sun doeth gent- ly waste, but my suns my suns 〈♫〉〈♫〉 heau'nly eyes view not your wee-ping, that now lie sleeping, that now ly sleeping, softly {repeat} 〈♫〉〈♫〉 soft- ly that now softly lies sleeping.

BASSVS.

〈♫〉〈♫〉 WEepe you no more sad fountaines, what 〈♫〉〈♫〉 need you flow what need you flow so fast, look how the 〈♫〉〈♫〉 snowy mountaines heau'ns sun doeth gent- ly waste, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 But my suns heau'nly eyes view not view not your 〈♫〉〈♫〉 wee ping, your weeping, that now lies sleeping softly 〈♫〉〈♫〉 softly, now softly now softly lies sleeping.

TENOR.

〈♫〉〈♫〉 WEep you no more no more sad fountains, what need you flow so fast, look how the snowy 〈♫〉〈♫〉 mountaines, heau'ns sun doth gētly wast, but my suns heau'nly eyes, view not view not your 〈♫〉〈♫〉 weeping, that now ly slee-ping, sleeping, y^• now ly sleeping softly softly now softly ly sleeping.