The other stanza shall occupy the place of honour in the front of my Anthology; for among all the Elizabethan song-books I have found no lines of more faultless beauty, of happier cadence or sweeter simplicity, no lines that more justly deserve to be treasured in the memory while memory lasts. [1] In his address _To The Reader_ prefixed to the "Fourth Book of Airs" he writes:--"Some words are in these books which have been clothed in music by others, and I am content they then served their turn: _yet give me leave to make use of mine own_." Again, in the address _To the Reader_ prefixed to the "Third Book of Airs:"--"In these English airs I have chiefly aimed to _couple my words and notes lovingly together; which will be much for him to do that hath not power over both_." [2] Some editions read "Vobiscum Antiope." _IN LAVDEM AMORIS._ O LOVE, THEY WRONG THEE MVCH THAT SAY THY SWEET IS BITTER, WHEN THY RICH FRVIT IS SVCH AS NOTHING CAN BE SWEETER. FAIR HOVSE OF JOY AND BLISS, WHERE TRVEST PLEASVRE IS, I DO ADORE THEE; I KNOW THEE WHAT THOV ART, I SERVE THEE WITH MY HEART, AND FALL BEFORE THEE. CAPTAIN HUME's _First Part of Airs_, 1605. INDEX OF FIRST LINES A little pretty bonny lass was walking (Farmer) A shepherd in a shade his plaining made (John Dowland) A sparrow-hawk proud did hold in wicked jail (Weelkes) A woman's looks (Jones) About the maypole new, with glee and merriment (Morley) Adieu! sweet Amaryllis (Wilbye) April is in my mistress' face (Morley) Arise, my thoughts, and mount you with the sun (Jones) Awake, awake! thou heavy sprite (Campion) Awake, sweet Love! 'tis time to rise (Youll) Ay me, can every rumour (Wilbye) Ay me, my mistress scorns my love (Bateson) Behold a wonder here (John Dowland) Brown is my Love, but graceful (Musica Transalpina) By a fountain where I lay (John Dowland) By the moon we sport and play (Ravenscroft) Canst thou love and lie alone (Melismata) Change thy mind since she doth change (Robert Dowland) Cold Winter's ice is fled and gone (Weelkes) Come away! come, sweet Love! (John Dowland) Come, O come, my life's delight (Campion) Come, Phyllis, come into these bowers (Ford) Come, shepherd swains, that wont to hear me sing (Wilbye) Come, you pretty false-eyed wanton (Campion) Could my heart more tongues employ (Campion) Crowned with flowers I saw fair Amaryllis (Byrd) Dare you haunt our hallow'd green (Ravenscroft) Dear, if I with guilt would gild a true intent (Campion) Dear, if you change I'll never choose again (John Dowland) Do you not know how Love lost first his seeing (Morley) Draw on, sweet Night, best friend unto those cares (Wilbye) Each day of thine, sweet month of May (Youll) Every dame affects good fame, whate'er her doings be (Campion)