8 John Dowland (1563-1626): Fine Knacks for Ladies

Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave and new,
Good penny worths, but money cannot move!
I keep a fair but for the fair to view:
A beggar may be liberal of love.
Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true.

Great gifts are guiles, and look for gifts again;
My trifles come as treasures from my mind.
It is a precious jewel to be plain:
Sometimes in shell the orienst pearls we find.
Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain!

Within this pack: pins, points, laces and gloves,
And divers toys, filling a country fair;
But my heart lives, where duty serves and loves:
Turtles and twins, court's brood, a heav'nly pair.
Happy the heart that thinks of no removes.

14 Thomas Morley (1557-1602): Now is the month of maying

Now is the month of maying,
When merry lads are playing, Fa la, etc.
Each with his bonny lass
Upon the greeny grass. Fa la, etc.

The Spring, clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at Winter's sadness, Fa la, etc.
And to the bagpipe's sound
The nymphs tread out their ground. Fa la, etc.

Fie then why sit we musing,
Youth's sweet delight refusing? Fa la, etc.
Say dainty nymphs and speak,
Shall we play barley break? Fa la, etc.